Clocks and Chestnuts

I liked my friend Daren's facebook statement earlier: "Today has mostly been an exercise in being SURPRISED BY WHAT TIME IT *IS/ISN'T! ". Quite. It caught us out - we hadn't a clue. No harm done though - not like the time when I didn't notice until someone told me on Monday morning, after I'd got to work a whole hour or so earlier than intended.

Today was focussed on Felix's big birthday treat with his mates. We packed 6 of them off to 'Action Zone' - a laser combat game, in the woods at the top of the hill between Harrogate and Knaresborough. They had superb fun. Whilst they were in there, Elsie (a dog) and I went for a wander about in the surrounding woods. We were blessed with the discovery of a mature sweet chestnut tree, dripping with nuts.

Chestnut treeChestnut treeSee this and more of my photos on Flickr › The floor around the tree's mighty trunk was carpeted in the spikey, fluffy cases.

Chestnut husksChestnut husksSee this and more of my photos on Flickr ›I soon developed a technique - a sort of pressing, swishing motion with my foot - not to hard as to trample the nuts into the mud, but hard enough to open the ripe husks. After 20 minutes or so, I had about 1lb / 500g of prime, fresh, sweet nuts which I took home...

Sweet ChestnutsSweet ChestnutsSee this and more of my photos on Flickr ›

..and roasted. Beautiful.IMG_20131027_174706See this and more of my photos on Flickr ›

As well as this activity, Elsie (still a dog) and I found two geocaches and generally had a nice trog through the woods.

garmingarminSee this and more of my photos on Flickr › Bits of rain, bits of wind, bits of sun. We were lucky though a the real heavy downpours of the day happened before and after we were out. A nice end to a nice weekend.

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