Wild Ennerdale

Ennerdale valley one of my favourite places

                                      Ennerdale The Weir - Anglers Crag on the right

A closed valley in West Cumbria

The Western Lakes

Not here the crowds of visitors

Not like Brighton or Blackpool's beaches

 

The air clear

Fresh from the sea

No traffic noise or smell

No nasty industrial smell

 

Twenty five miles

From here

To Great Gable

Then on further over the tops

 

T'was the nineteen thirty's they saw

The lake level raised

To provide water for industry

On the west coast

 

Fir trees were planted

Native ones removed

To provide timber

For houses and industrial use

 

No longer are they required

Native trees planted

To replace

The foreign fir

 

Now left to nature

Access only on foot or bike

An outdoor study centre

And Youth Hostel - Black Sail

 

A remote pace

Nearest habitation

Gatesgarth Farm

In Buttermere valley

 

Ten miles over the Gatesgarth Path

By bridle path

Foot: Bike; Horse

The only transport

 

An haven for wild life and plant

Long may it last

To pass on

To future generations

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your way of sharing this beloved enclave is unexpected, becuz of the history you share thru-out time. This conveys how you've been connected to this place like a friend thru the years, intimately involved with whatever they've gone thru. I totally relate to these sentiments, as I'm now finally living in a beloved wilderness place that held a similar fascination & history for me over the years (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Wild Rose]

We moved to live here > was offered more money to live in a city
I joined the National Park Voluntary Wardens > this was in the area I worked (The Western Lakes)
Ten (road) miles from home ; for birds it is shorter
The valley is on the 'Coast to Coast' long distance walk > Two routes - along the lake shore (either side) & tracks; or Over the tops
You can see the path over 'Anglers Crag' on the right

[barleygirl]

Very cool! Thanks for adding more illumination! *smile*

[NEHA]

picture perfect poem indeed,sir...#claps

[Wild Rose]

Thank so pleased you like the place we call our home

[Joltara]

Such a treasure. These jewels of our earth remind us how young and small we are compared to their beauty and greatness. Timelessness. If you stand with your eyes closed and listen you can imagine its history. I enjoyed this.

[Wild Rose]

Eyes close What can you hear
Rippling water as it flow over the weir: silght wind from the sea on to your back
Just now the Baa lambs who have misplaced mum
twittering/calling birds saying 'This is my home I live here!

[Neville]

Thanks for the ride.... a delightful trip indeed......N

[Wild Rose]

Thanks - I just wish I could take you for a real ride or two yes more around the whole National Park

Perhaps in photos over time

[Neville]

nice idea...

[sette]

nature''s gift to us the beauty which we need to protect, nurture and cherish forever.

[Wild Rose]

Thank you
Who knows what will happen here now > Some talk of introducing beavers in the hope they will build dams and "manage" the river
They hope native trees will succeed and RED squirrels - There are some over the hill in the Derwent/ Borrowdale valley

[sette]

don't tamper with nature because it might get back at us

[¿]

Dear, it was truly a lovely and internal inspiring poem.😊 Is it any publication malfunction for which it got published twice or thrice?? Or anything else?

[Wild Rose]

Publication > I only pressed once
been going funny all morning

Thank you for the comment
It is a beautiful place/ area