Anglers Country Park, just outside Wakefield, used to be the site of an open-cast mine but has now become a lake with bird hides and paths for walkers and cyclists. As my daughter recently learned to ride a bike, I thought this would make an ideal place to hire a couple and have a practice together.
I don’t find the park particularly inspiring. We went there about five years ago and I hadn’t been inspired at that time – but once we took ourselves outside the gates we found the entrance to a natural wood.
We didn’t have time to explore but along the road there were nettles a plenty. Considering the amount of nettles in my garden would not be enough to make anything substantial, after some lunch we had to go back and try this foraging business.
Picking nettles with a plastic bag in lieu of a glove to protect my hand was a little laborious and I felt strange helping myself to what is generally considered an annoying weed. However, one group of passers-by seemed quite intrigued and then somewhat knowledgeable themselves. But no, it was cordial not wine I would be making. Roll on next week when it should be ready!