Warren wood.

Today's walk was to the unusually named water-break-it's-neck waterfalls, apparently so called because there used to be a huge rabbit warren, giving the wood it's name, by the falls and the rabbits were hunted then washed in the waterfall. Daisy had a whale of a time charging through the stream, up and down the steep hills and rolling around in last autumns leaves, unsurprisingly she's filthy. She's still full of energy - I'm on the red ....