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This morning turned out to be rather longer than planned and required a little more energy than anticipated to be expended. We began with a trip to New Milton for shopping, including a new watch strap for me. We then returned home to collect two large bags of garden refuse for the dump.
It was to be quite fortuitous that we had the bags on board when we set off into the forest from the Efford Recycling Centre.
Egrets were fishing on Lymington River,
where the usual boats were moored.
A long hoarding has been in situ around Threeways in Pilley for quite a number of years has at some time served as an art gallery. Paintings by a variety of artists remain in situ.
Ponies, in return for the freedom of the village, keep the grass in front of the houses cropped short.
There were many ponies in evidence at the road junction at St Leonard’s Road, East End. We weren’t going to get past them, so just watched this grey
leave its post on the centre line, turn,
and, passing a companion at the swampy corner, cross
the road towards East Boldre, leaving another chestnut to take over traffic control duties.
The pony standing in the pool
liked a drink with its grass, which took its mind of the fly on its nose.
Another grey advanced on me, no doubt seeking goodies, in which it was to be disappointed.
Travelling on, we hadn’t covered many metres of St Leonard’s Road before our road was blocked again.
Pheasants, both male
and female, skittered backwards and forwards into the hedgerows,
except on Tanner’s Lane, where they gathered in a bouquet.
Sunlight sparkled on the water between the mainland and
the Isle of Wight.
Hello. What was this on the shingle beach?
It was Emma’s car, a Twingo.
Watched by her mother, Paula, and two other young ladies attempting to offer advice, guidance, and assistance, the driver had, with her mother and dog, set out for a walk which had to be abandoned. It became immediately necessary to free the vehicle. But how?
The car’s wheels just span on the loose pebbles as Emma vainly tried to climb over them. I helped guide her onto a firmer section, but this involved first having to reverse further down towards the waterline, turning, driving at an angle to the foreground of this picture, then reversing as close to the corner post as possible. Despite her fears, the young lady kept her cool, and almost made it. Several times.
It was then that I remembered the orange bags. By this time Jackie had joined us, so she fetched them. We placed them on gravel behind the wheels. It was still difficult. We then roped Jackie’s hessian supermarket bags into service so we had all four wheels covered.
Still no joy, until we were joined by another gentleman with rather more knowledge, especially about being very very gentle on the accelerator. Emma turned left at the point in the picture above, and reversed slowly towards the corner. With all hands on the bonnet; backs, thighs and knees straining, we tried again. We had lift off. Emma just avoided reversing into a hedge. We all gave each other hearty hugs, and Jackie and I drove home for a late lunch.
This evening we dined on Hordle Chinese Take Away fare. And very good it was too. Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I finished the malbec.
Good save, Derrick!!
Thanks a lot, GP
Usted cumplió con la buena acción del día 🙂
Thanks very much, Walter
We have had unhappy experiences of needing to get cars back on the road from skiddy stuff. Not easy! Especially not when in the wilder parts of wildest Africa.
I’ll bet. Thanks, Leslie
Good vehicle rescue!
I am curious about what looks like ‘collars’ on the ponies. Who puts them on and what are they for?
The ponies are all owned by commoners who have ancient grazing rights. The collars, fitted by some owners, are meant to be reflective in order to make the creatures visible at night. There is more on here: http://www.thenewforest.co.uk/discover/new-forest-ponies.aspx
Thanks a lot, Lavinia
I suspect that the Renault Twingo is part of a French plot.
Would not put it past them.
Thanks a lot, Bruce. 🙂
A wonderful rescue effort, Derrick! I had been wondering if you rescued a pony. I loved the photos of them–and chuckled at the traffic control duties. The shots of the pheasants were also wonderful–it was kind of the male and female to pose for you. I enjoyed seeing the artwork on the abandoned site, too.
Very many thanks, Merril
Well done!
Thanks very much, Susan. I must admit, I thought of giving up.
Qute a full day for you Derrick with a nice relaxing way to end the day.
Thanks very much, Gary
aww! The ponies!
Thanks very much, Adrienne
If I was a pony over there I would only walk in the middle of the road 🙂 Good Isle of Wight 🙂 In 2005 I took a party of 11 bush regenerators to Fraser Island to combat the weeds for two weeks. We had an experienced driver with us and a 4WD but we saw plenty of detained vehicles along the way. Fraser is a sand island. No we never stop; that would be silly.
Many thanks, Mary. Emma will never do it again 🙂
I enjoy the pictures you post, very nice! I love your camera of choice.
Thank you very much Home Life
Where I grew up,getting vehicles unstuck was considered a wholesome pastime. What good fortune you had today, well done. 🙂
Very many thanks, Oglach
A bouquet of pheasants! 😀 <3 I hope your muscles aren't too sore after that brave rescue – well done all!!
Many thanks, Pauline. No apparent after effects.
What a great rescue story. The pony in the third pony photo looks like he’s smiling for the camera, Derrick. 🙂
So he does, Jill. Thank you very much
Well done Derrick, one mans trash is another mans treasure.
Nice comment, Ivor. Many thanks
A bouquet of pheasant … that’s what they’re called! … heh! You learn something every day. 🙂
🙂 Thanks Widders
Great rescue story! I always keep sacks in my car from mid autumn until mid spring to get myself out of difficulty in mud and ice. I like your wandering ponies and the skittering pheasants.
Thanks very much, Clare. I’ve never thought of being so prepared. It was lucky that we had the bags with us.
We live in a very muddy lane!
Love the pheasants and the art work! And saving the day for the vehicle was a good touch to share–tough luck but all ended well, thank goodness!
(PS Yesterday I posted many shots of neighborhood architecture :))
Thanks a lot, Cynthia. I’ll enjoy the photos
My goodness, I was so taken by the ponies that I was completely thrown when I saw the car stuck. What a plot twist haha, good save!
Many thanks, Lou. Rather different from London 🙂
The artistry on the wall looks cool, I guess the artists were rather young in age. That was a good rescue operation. I know how hapless a vehicle looks with the wheels spinning into nothingness. Twenty years ago, when I was doing a mandatory assignment in a desert clad state, we used to load our jeep with wooden planks, chains and rucksacks. Even so, we failed to resurrect our jeep once, it kept sinking lower and lower in the sand, wheels flailing, engines wailing. We were offered an exit on camels after the sundown. The jeep could be extracted only the next day but I wasn’t there to witness the drill. That was the first time I rode a camel. It was an unforgettable journey back!
What an experience, Uma. I once had to be dragged out by a tractor, so I really felt for the ladies. Thanks a lot
So kind to go to all that trouble! The male pheasant is gorgeous! And the ponies are adorable, of course
Many thanks, Luanne
An eventful day, dominated by a shingle event. Excellent shots – beautiful – and nice to spot the Needles in the distance, having been there recently on an ABAB mission. I had no idea that the collective noun for pheasants was ‘a bouquet’ – whell, I niver did!
Many thanks, Mike. They are so colourful the name is quite apt
Actually I am quite taken by the art work..
It is great, isn’t it?
What a day! The ponies and pheasants are so carefree its fun to watch but must be hard driving! Great rescue Derrick.
Thanks, Lynn. This evening a pony crossed in front of us in the dark – its reflective collar provided a warning
those collars are so important
Well, it begs the question- what on earth was Emma doing, driving onto a shingle beach in the first place? Is this a designated parking area or was she trying to avoid walking too far with her dog? She was very lucky that you and Jackie turned up.
We didn’t go there, Jenny. The poor girl was distraught enough. She’ll never do it again. 🙂 Thanks a lot
She was l
You two were definitely her Good Samaritans!
🙂 Thanks, Jenny
You do have such interesting days!
Good job you both remain flexible (physically and mentally! 😀)
Many thanks, Rob. Physical flexibility is a thing of the past. I did my best to avoid the pushing 🙂
😂😂👏 good for you to even get involved!
Of course I did have to push in the end 🙁
💪💪👌🏻 impressive! I think all the good food Jackie produces would have helped you here 😑
I love the pictures of the animals as I’ve said many a time, however I’ve noticed a growing propensity on your part to photograph the arse end of these magnificent animals, or have I been sleeping?
Having been a professional driver for more years than I care to remember, I’m wont comment on Ema’s little escapade; says he head still shaking in disbelief……………….
Many thanks, Brian. Sometimes that’s all they show you. One thing is sure, Emma will never do it again.
I wonder how your life is always filled with days that are worthwhile living through and penning out with such nice photographs
Many thanks, Geetha. We live in a lovely place, and I just keep my eyes open
Most welcome Derrick and we are glad you keep them open and that you share that beauty with us.
🙂
A very well conducted rescue operation 🙂 Glad it all worked out.
Thank you very much, Inese
Phew! Great job, Derrick. Beautiful pictures as always.
Thanks very much, Persia
Lovely how you both came to the rescue of a stranger in need! Please leave your contact info in the comments section, so you can be summoned should a stuck vehicle require your assistance. 😁 🛣 🚗
Many thanks, Rose 🙂