Hello bloggers. I guess that’s
the term or would it be hello blog readers? As you might of guess this is my
first ever blog and I should probably introduce myself to begin with.
My name is Dominic, the particularly handsome fellow with the ginger beard wondering round, and I’m one of the Long Term Volunteers with the National Trust. I’m volunteering while taking a break from my studies at the University of Cumbria, where I’m studying forestry. And I feel particularly lucky to have been given the opportunity to be part of a great team, in such a beautiful area and have enjoyed many new experiences whilst here. So I will tell you a bit about what’s been going on with me.
Daily Commute-No Traffic Jams Here!
Tree Castle-coming to tree near you soon!
Chess Night at the Sun (Dale looks stressed!)
Volunteer Digs, not too shabby.
Living in the volunteer cottage has been interesting and very enjoyable, except for the more than occasional unwelcome head bangs on the many low door frames, I now walk round with a constant hunch. Maybe when the tree house is done I can be the creepy ogre-ish butler with a hunch. The cottage has been mostly dry, with the occasional breakfast in your wellies, and many dark winter evenings spent in front of the fire. With my time there, I have been trying to improve my bird identification skills, starting with those around the garden and feeder.
Feeder Scramble: Nuthatch and Great & Blue Tits
Dale 'The Tit Whisperer' Martin, Sadly Departed (he's left - not dead!)
On Friday every week I get to see the other side of the Boon Crag team, the Dark Side of the Boon, you might say. This day is my time with the Wood lads and for obvious reasons is called Forestry Friday. It gives me time gaining practical experience with chainsaws which are relevant to my studies. And one process I have grown fond of, is the extraction of timber using the tractor winch. This doesn’t sound very exciting and in reality its just pulling the limbless trees out the wood. It is the sound the trees make when being pulled is interesting. As the de-limbed tree is slowly dragged through the standing, by the winch, it creaks and cracks along the floor, with parts snapping and sending echoing knocks through the whole tree. And it is really quite amazing how much a winch can pull.