I took off to Goytre with the fur kids to explore the canal and after parking up, saw this new trail. I know it's for kids, but I still like to explore. Starting off with Gore's giant book, welcoming you in and helping you to find your way, look in the trees and there is Incy Wincy spider. A little further down the path and I can only describe them as wooden wig whams, it sorted of reminded me of the Blair Witch project and could be a bit spook and intriguing at the same time. There were plenty of wooden carvings in the wood including the witch in the log, the otter and also Gore's Enchanted chair where you can sit down and tell your stories to a keen audience. Then over the bridge and a stroll down the tow path to the side of the canal. Pass the crooked chair with an extract of the poem 'Leisure' by WH Davies:-
WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
Follow the tow path towards and under the aqueduct and towards the lime kilns where you can read how they used to work in these tiny kilns. There is also a place to get refreshments from as well. This walk is then complete.
To begin at the beginning.
It is spring, moonless in the small town,
starless and bible-black,
the cobble streets silent and the hunched,
courters’-and-rabbits’ wood
limping invisible down
to the sloe black, slow, black, crow black,
fishing boat bobbing sea.
DYLAN THOMAS
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