I’m lucky to be ‘a Forester’, I was born within the perambulation, in Lyndhurst, and love the area and it’s history, but sorry, no soft spot for the ponies, even though they are part of the heritage. I usually avoid it during the holiday periods because it is swarming with emmets (local term for ants, the way we describe holiday makers (sometimes ‘grockles’)).
I recommend visiting off season, spring with the fresh new greens on the trees, autumn with the beautiful golds, yellows and reds, and especially the northern part on bleak winter days – the stretch from Telegraph to Godshill across Deadmans.
… sorry will stop waffling. Have a good Diamond Jubilee!
We moved to Bartley after my dad had a small win of the football pools in 1968 & bought one of the lodges that were part of the nursery there. I moved to Totton when I married in 1973 but have synced divorced & moved away. My son’s grandparents are still in Bartley though so we do ‘pass through’ occasionally.
My father loved to walk the dog through the forest each day.
Yes they are beautiful, but don’t get too close. The New Forest ponies are renowned for their bad temper and tendency to bite and kick. There are loads of them around in the Forest and will appear, as if by magic, when you lay out the picnic. Although they are owned by the commoners they are left to roam. They are rounded up once a year to have their tails cut in a certain way so that they know when they’ve been counted.
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I left Totton in ’64, returned in ’86 and left again in ’99, but we are not far away.
I’m lucky to be ‘a Forester’, I was born within the perambulation, in Lyndhurst, and love the area and it’s history, but sorry, no soft spot for the ponies, even though they are part of the heritage. I usually avoid it during the holiday periods because it is swarming with emmets (local term for ants, the way we describe holiday makers (sometimes ‘grockles’)).
I recommend visiting off season, spring with the fresh new greens on the trees, autumn with the beautiful golds, yellows and reds, and especially the northern part on bleak winter days – the stretch from Telegraph to Godshill across Deadmans.
… sorry will stop waffling. Have a good Diamond Jubilee!
We moved to Bartley after my dad had a small win of the football pools in 1968 & bought one of the lodges that were part of the nursery there. I moved to Totton when I married in 1973 but have synced divorced & moved away. My son’s grandparents are still in Bartley though so we do ‘pass through’ occasionally.
My father loved to walk the dog through the forest each day.
Yes they are beautiful, but don’t get too close. The New Forest ponies are renowned for their bad temper and tendency to bite and kick. There are loads of them around in the Forest and will appear, as if by magic, when you lay out the picnic. Although they are owned by the commoners they are left to roam. They are rounded up once a year to have their tails cut in a certain way so that they know when they’ve been counted.
Thanks for that information. We don’t picnic now that we live away. Just drive through.
Lovely!
Awww aren’t they gorgeous!
They sure are but do read a comment further down. All that is lovely is not necessarily nice!
You just reminded me it’s time to drive out around the horse farms and see the foals romping! Lovely photo.
Happy to help!
We don’t often see little white foals around here.
She was nervous but then looked up & almost seemed to pose for the picture!
Cute! Where is that?
Landford in the New Forest
aww baby pony! 🙂 Lovely picture x
Thank you!
🙂 There’s always something beautiful about a foal with its mother.
I was really lucky to spot her because she was hidden from the road