Out & About …

… on the North York Moors, or wherever I happen to be.

Tag: oak

  • Face to face with the snake-haired Gorgon

    Face to face with the snake-haired Gorgon

    I popped along to see how Medusa’s fairing. Deciding to approach the old dear from above, I descended through a remaining swathe of coniferous trees, sheltered briefly from the incessant rain. For a moment I thought I had blown it as I sled on my derrière past the massive split boulder through which the ancient…

  • Royal Oak Day,twenty nineth of May,if you deean’t give us holiday,We’ll all run away.

    Royal Oak Day,
    twenty nineth of May,
    if you deean’t give us holiday,
    We’ll all run away.

    If you see someone out wearing a sprig of oak leaves today, May 29th, he, or she, is celebrating Royal Oak Day. The day traditionally commemorating King Charles II‘s return to London and his restoration as King on this day in 1660, which also happened to be his birthday. The oak leaves symbolise his escape…

  • A tree guard in the making

    A tree guard in the making

    According to an old Chinese proverb “the best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The next best time is now.” I was reminded of this today when planting an oak sapling in Bransdale. It will take 20 to 30 years until it produces its first acorns and might even still be around…

  • Mossy Oak

    Mossy Oak

    I survived about an hour this morning on Carlton Moor. Battered by the wind and soaked by the rain. Decided to return along the north-west facing Faceby Bank following the ruined dry stone wall of Great Bonny Cliff Wood in the shelter of Carlton Moor. Came across this peaceful spot dominated by an amazing old…

  • A morning jog in the snow is so exhilarating

    A morning jog in the snow is so exhilarating

    And following from yesterday’s pagan festival of Imbolc, today is 40 days after Christmas so it must be Candlemas, the Christian Feast of the Purification of the Blessed Virgin Mary. I don’t pretend to understand what that means but content with the quip that it is by now light enough to rise, pray and start…

  • Last of the evening sun, Newton Woods

    Last of the evening sun, Newton Woods

    There is something particularly nemophilic wandering through woodland at the end of a warm sultry day. Newton Wood has been designated ‘ancient woodland’. Officially it has existed for at least 400 years although it’s probably been here since time immemorial. It is hard to imagine the steep slopes ever having been cultivated or put to…

  • Spring has sprung

    Spring has sprung

    The first day of Spring. Meteorologically speaking. The 1st of March. An arbitrary date that the Met Office has declared for their statistics. More snow overnight with strong winds. Yet in a sheltered hollow of Newton Wood, a snow-encrusted oak sapling with a stubborn leaf still clinging on. An appropriate poem for this day by…

  • The complicated sex life of the Knopper gall wasp

    The complicated sex life of the Knopper gall wasp

    Almost three hundred species of insect are associated with the oak tree. And that doesn’t include over 400 species of mites. One of these is a tiny wasp, Andricus quercuscalicis, which lays its eggs in the Spring in the buds of our native oak tree. This results in a woody growth or gall being formed between the…

  • Oak Leaves

    Oak Leaves

    I was watching Springwatch last night and I’m sure I heard Chris P say that there are between 750,000 and 1,000,000 leaves on an oak tree. Mental calculations whilst walking in Cliff Ridge Wood tonight justified that figure. Ten leaves on a spring, ten sprigs on a branch the thickness of a pencil, ten branches the thickness…

  • Oak before ash in for a splash?

    Oak before ash in for a splash?

    So goes the old saying: Oak before ash, in for a splash. Ash before oak, in for a soak. In Cliff Ridge Woods the oak leaves look out to me but the ash buds are only just bursting, so clearly we’re in for just a splash and a dryish summer. But as far as I know…