As part of Miss H Browns Wild Camping Certificate she needs to complete 3 camps in wildly different locations.
Wild Camping Location No 1 was achieved last year (August 2016) on the Teign Estuary.
This was Wild Camping Location No 2. On Dartmoor.
To be undertaken within the vicinity of poisonous snakes (adders) finger-eating ponies, bum-bumping cows, a flock of piss-taking sheep, a medley of hooting owls, and a knock knock knocking woodpecker.
This was all fearlessly accomplished.
The Wild Camping Invigilator from the Nizzwaz Institute of Outlandish Pursuits, a Mr Bitz-Nizz – is satisfied therefore to certify that
Miss H Brown has now successfully completed Level 2 of her Wild Camping Certificate. Hurrah!
A few pictures from yesterdays ‘enchantment’ on the Dart river.
I was too intent on looking for Beautiful Demoiselles to have much time or attention for anything else.
I noticed the Red Devons in the river but only got to them as they were coming out. But one obliging chap stayed in
He stood in the water for well over 10 minutes obviously enjoying the river cooling him down (not that it was a particularly sweltering day)
And now he’s having another drink of river Dart sparkling champagne.
I was seeing quite a few butterflies flitting about but felt I had to keep my attention focused on finding those Demoiselles
Here’s a fairly common butterfly (but new, and therefore uncommon, to me)
That’s called a ‘Gatekeeper’. He seemed to be guarding those flowers there (help! what are they called Haze?!)
I could hear a buzzards high pitched keening call from above but he was too high and too far away for me to get a clear image of.
But I could get decent (or indecently) close pics of these Demoiselles. This is the male (far more beautiful than the plainer female)
These Beautiful Demoiselles have made my summer they have.
Well, so far. Until some other marvel magics the moment I happen to be sauntering into next.
In the vid below is:
A Rosechafer (looking very metallic green),
A poor, probably dying, Cockchafer (or Maybug)
A Shield Bug,
And a green Caterpillar or ‘Caterbelly’
(as Hazes’ great-grandson charmingly calls them).
None of them live that long.
Just a brief bellyful of life – and they’re gone.
Vid: Ian Nisbet; Filming: Hazel Brown