June 16th – This is a first for me – Red Deer at Jockey Meadows. I know I’m late to the party, since warning signs have been up for a couple of years, but these two young ladies are the first I’ve spotted close to Green Lane. They weren’t too timid, and seemed to be enjoying the lush grass and deep cover the meadow provides. I just hope the drivers on Green Lane take care. Hitting a deer is often fatal for the driver as well as the unfortunate animal.
June 16th – Jockey Meadows is an under-appreciated Site of Special Scientific Interest between Walsall Wood and Shelfield. Naturally wet, the grassland here is lush and verdant. There are many rare species here and it’s a vital green lung for the north Walsall area. Sadly, it’s often the prey of flytippers and scramblers, but on the whole it’s a peaceful oasis that’s well worth a visit.
June 15th – I’ve still yet to catch the linesmen in action, but work to install the new overhead lines over Mill Green continues apace. I’m not clear here if the cables in this shot are being pulled through to the ground drum or the other way around. Up near the pylon hanger, there seems to be the remnants of something attached to the lines, which is possibly the scars of a pair of Stockbridge dampers, so I think these are old lines being wound to the ground. This work continues to captivate me.
June 15th – It’s the time of year that the poppies bloom, often as pictured here, in fields of oilseed rape. The beautiful red makes for a dramatic contrast with the background yellow-green substrate. This field, at Lower Stonnall, is rather gorgeous.
The image of the hedge-line also demonstrates the importance of hedgerows in combating soil erosion. The old guys who planted those knew exactly what they were doing.
June 14th – Returning that afternoon, I noticed this new roadster locked up near to the railings in Trent Valley car park. Obviously a beginner to commuting, it’s a very new bike branded ‘Real’ – it’s a knock-off Pashley copy sold by Halfords, I think. Sadly, the owner hasn’t invested in a very good lock and seems to have missed the fact that there’s a decent, CCTV-covered bike park in the dry under the footbridge steps on Platform 1. I’m not going to state the obvious, I’m really not. You work it out.
Nice to see someone having a go. Cycle Chic comes to Ye Olde City?
June 14th – at the other end of my morning commute is South Wigston Station, Leicester. A forlorn, lonely and thoroughly isolated station, it has no staff or information system, and serves only a few trains each day, with a stopping service every 2 hours. It looks pleasant and green today, but in winter and at night it’s cold, solitary and intimidating place. It’s the worst station I use on a regular basis. A thoroughly awful facility.
June 14th – Lichfield Trent Valley is an awful railway station. Jammed into the chord junction formed where the Cross City Line intersects the West Coast Main Line, it’s a collection of huts, cabins and rambling, exposed platforms. It’s very busy with commuters and has still yet to get a functioning public information system. One of the worst aspects is accessibility; both the Cross City and southbound mainline platforms are utterly unaccessible to anything with wheels. I’m lucky, I can pick my bike up and carry it. Wheelchair users are stuffed.
June 13th – out early to Lichfield, the rain of the previous 24 hours had only just ceased, and the roads and rooftops of Lichfield were still glistening. The weak sunlight caught them as I cycled down Pipehill and rendered them precious.
June 12th – Thought I was a fair weather cyclist? ‘Fraid not. Going stir-crazy late afternoon, dying to get out. Pulled on the waterproofs and went for a quick spin in the rain. Gliding up through a deserted Holland Park, I noticed the odd bars welded across the tops of the railngs around the perimenter, and wracked my mind to work out why this had been done. Then I remembered.
Several years ago, a red deer hind had been found dead, implaled on railings here that she failed to jump. The welded bars remove that risk for our cervine residents. Unusually thoughtful actions by the council, there…
June 11th – Retuning via the canal, l noted that the condition of the towpath between Pelsall North Common and Highbridges, is as atrocious as it ever was. Concentrating carefully on riding, I nearly missed this fine display of semi-feral roses tumbling over the rear hedge of a Pelsall garden. A spectacle of true beauty.
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