My morning walk up at Ashridge was really beautiful today. The winter sun is so low in the sky and is casting glorious golden shadows on the ground.
If you don’t know this area of Hertfordshire, let me put my Tour Operator hat on for a moment and highly recommend a walk within the National Trust grounds of the Ashridge Estate There’s no better way to start the day, and I feel incredibly lucky to live in this part of the country. Shame I lost my dog for a heart-stopping 45 minutes!!
NELSON, HERE BOY!…At this time of year the Fallow deer which live in the woods in their thousands have finished rutting (generally takes place October to early November) and have either left enticing scents all over the place, or worse still, body parts (generally limbs) which my two dogs obviously find completely irresistible. Now I don’t know too much about the practice of deer culling, but I am aware that it takes place throughout the year to keep the numbers down. What is an absolute mystery to me (and sorry, this is not for the feint hearted) is why the cullers choose to remove the legs of the deer before they take them away. Anyone know the answer to that?