The Holiday Season Is Upon Us

On the first bank holiday weekend of the holiday season in the New Forest there was much traffic on Holmsley Passage this morning: this took the form of

walkers, cars, and cyclists risking twisted ankles while negotiating potholes;

and a pony and trap I tracked approaching down the hill,

exchanging friendly greetings as they passed and travelled on to glide by a string of yellow-clad children on bikes.

A pair of horse riders clopping behind our parked Modus chose to diverge into the moorland rather than to confront either the small equines in harness or the vehicles following them.

Sensing that today would be hot, ponies on the moorland approaching Burley were already attracting visitors, with or without cameras, as they clustered together for their seasonal mutual protection.

Later, I finished reading the first volume of Dostoevsky’s “A Raw Youth”, then converted the following post from Classic to Block edit, changing its category to Garden:

For dinner this evening we all enjoyed succulent roast lamb; roasted potatoes, including the sweet variety; crunchy carrots; firm Brussels sprouts and broccoli; and meaty gravy, with which I drank more of the Côtes du Rhône and Jackie drank more of the Viognier.


  1. This is a nice set, Derrick! So many people out and about on the weekend. Dinner sounds delicious as always, Jackie! ❤️

  2. You convey a lovely holiday feeling both in your fine photographs as well as in the description of your celebratory sounding meal 🙂

    1. Not a safe assumption, Liz, as evidenced by animal deaths and broken wing mirrors. Thanks very much.

  3. I can imagine that some locals, anxious to get about their business, might not be as happy to see so many cyclists about as I am (from a safe distance).

    1. These groups were all fine. It is the daft aggressive ones trying to kill themselves that annoy us. Thanks very much, Tootlpedal

  4. When I read ‘holiday season,’ I always think of Christmas. What I think you’re calling holiday season I think must be what we call vacation time. In like manner, we don’t go on holiday, we go on vacation. More interesting words to enjoy.

    1. Indeed, Linda. In fact I was aware of that when I chose the title. And, of course, all life is now holiday for us. Thanks very much

    1. We are hardly seeing s cloud at the moment – very unusual, Alys. Thank you very much

  5. So wonderful to see all forms of transportation being enjoyed on such a beautiful day!
    I hope it is a safe and fun holiday season for everyone!
    The last weekend of May here, too, is when many people start taking time off (as schools are out) and enjoying the summer weather through the next 3 months.

  6. Off season is my favorite time, which is why I took our vacation before Memorial Day. It meant that many activities were not open yet, but natural areas were. Too many people!

  7. Lots and lots of people! Who can blame them for wanting to come to your beautiful area? In Maine, we have the same flood of people coming to our vaunted Maine coast. Because we live inland, we don’t have the same influx that the coast has.

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