Wild Ken Hill

As it was minus 5 degrees and foggy I decided a walk was more in order than bike ride. So through the queen’s estate and over to a local conservation farm. Walt thought he’d been taken on a wild goose chase as we didn’t see any pigs, ponies or beavers. And only,heard the geese, flying over in the fog. But it was a nice picnic bench for a lunch break. And a very atmospheric walk, as shown in the extra. Plus in the evening I finished my new fingerless mitts.