“What Are The Effing Chances…..?”

Our forest trip on another bright and sunny day began with

scraping ice off the car.

In a field beside an unnamed lane near Gorley Common

a sleeping pony stood characteristically with one rear foot bent was not the only backlit equine the we were to see.

Ogdens North lies alongside an unmarked muddy lane labeled NO THROUGH ROAD which culminates in a running stream of clear water.

The splendid hillside landscapes were beautifully lit when we arrived there shortly before lunch.

Autumn colour greeted our approach to the lane at the end which I disembarked and clambered over the rough terrain with its

fallen logs slowly rotting into the soil from which it sprang,

and muddy tracks tramped by hoofs of the ponies I was to walk among.

I watched thirst being slaked

by strings of ponies descending the grass covered rocky banks

onto the gravelly stream bed

to drink and dribble crystal clear water.

As I stood, like the ponies, watching an apparently amphibious cross the stream, Jackie also observed the oncoming vehicle with more alarming feelings. It was undoubtedly heading in her direction requiring her to back up the muddy path pictured above. This forced her to abandon focussing on

the pony on the bridge if favour of a snatched shot. “What”, she exclaimed, as she began reversing, “are the effing chances…..?.

The tractor tucked into the side of the road. A large Waitrose delivery van then proceeded down the hill. “What”, she repeated, somewhat increasing the decibels, “are the effing chances….? ย The unfortunate driver had taken a wrong turning.

I photographed a few more reflecting ponies before ascending the slope to rejoin Jackie.

Neighbouring field horses enjoyed the warmth of their rugs and breakfasts of bags of hay.

We brunched at Hockey’s farm shop then drove home in time for me to begin drafting this post before Giles collected me and transported me to the bird hide at Milford on Sea.

There we encountered gaggles of winter visiting Brent geese;

a flapping cormorant;

drinking swans;

a wandering little egret;

and the ubiquitous gulls.

As we departed sunset approached, producing vibrant reds and yellows, with pastel tinges

enshrouding the Isle of White and The Needles;

and festooning windows opposite.

Giles had also been out to lunch, so when he stayed on for dinner we all enjoyed pizza and cold meats with fresh salad.

 

 

 

 

79 thoughts on ““What Are The Effing Chances…..?”

  1. Yep, yep. I can relate – I spent a lot of time going backwards on narrow country roads being herded by large trucks saying exactly the same thing – only not so politely! Lovely wintery light shots Derrick. I’m pleased to report we have summer light today ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. What a great day for photographs, super captures and especially the ponies.
    We seem to be sharing the same weather and I imagine you also woke up to the evidence of Jack Frost’s overnight visit.

  3. LOL I’ve been in a similar situation! Try to turn around on a narrow alley road and three cars suddenly come barreling through there. Glad no one got stuck in the mud even if it was a bit hairy for a minute there! Such beautiful photos – those ponies are just gorgeous.

  4. Oh, my, Jackie! I’m so glad you got out of that effing “adventure”! That would have caused me to say “effing”, too! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ ๐Ÿ™‚

    You are a smiley-dapper ice-scraper, Derrick!

    Love the ponies/horses photos AND the reflection photos! Especially the photo with the pony’s reflection in the water!

    Glad you got the spend time with Giles and the birds! I love seeing the geese in flight, the swans close-up, and the gulls!

    And oh, my, oh, my! That sunset!
    HUGS!!! ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. The most basic rule of motoring is that if you stop your car on a deserted road for any reason, within five minutes that once deserted road will become a passable imitation of the M6.

  6. LOL, I wondered what in heavens was going to transpire with your fun title ๐Ÿ˜€ Honestly, there is so much magic surrounding you there. The seemingly endless grassy hills, hidden streams, land to which ponies wander with abandon, it all seems rather surreal to me. Silly delivery man ๐Ÿ˜€ xk

  7. Derrick, this one is packed with stunning photos. What an eye you have. You made even muddy hoof prints look artistic. So many good photos here it’s hard to choose a favourite. I do love the black and white, the landscapes at the top and the great shots of birds too. That sunset was gorgeous and I really liked the reflections on the windows, as Andrew did. Of course, imagining your adventures through it all, and Jackie’s outburst in the midst of it, made it feel like I had come along. โค

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