So, I was walking along quite happily when I had a 'I've just entered a minefield' experience, swore loudly and retreated quickly. Upon regaining composure I gingerly walked back onto the bog and moved my legs to make the whole of the area 'quiver', and it really does wobble like a water bed! This photo looks rather innocuous. I pushed one walking pole into the 'skin' and the other one right through it. It didn't get to the bottom!! It's like something out of an old Tarzan film or Hound of the Baskervilles. Hmmm.... Sir Arthur Conan Doyle lived (and is buried) near here.
Foam ripples in the stream.
Holly
Bomb crater pond.
Half the ponies were laying down. Is it the weather?
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