Sunday 11 February 2018

Mogshade Hill

I imagine the view eastwards over Lucas Castle and the wooded fingers of Highland Waters upper tributaries from Mogshade Hill hasn't changed much in centuries. For me it's a view which epitomizes what I imagine much of the forest looked like pre-forestry; wood fringed brooks, thicket clumps and open woods, set in swathes of open heath and mire. You know, thinking about it, some of these trees that crowd together on the eastern lip of the Mogshade probably remember those times.

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