I’m on a walk from Mårum to Kagerup. The two old villages are linked by a railway which winds its way up through the old wonderful forest.
It’s a long time since I’ve been here, and the small paths are hidden under the fallen leaves. Only hollows reveal the path at random places.
I am glad that I can recall the way. The forest is changing due to the climate.
Fallen trees block the paths, but new footpaths meander about giant tangled network of roots and treetops.
Previously, forest workers removed the fallen trees, but today many trees are left in the undergrowth for the benefit of biodiversity
I don’t meet the horses today but instead I have a lovely chat with two fellow sufferers; walking and nature nuts 🙂