Exploring Norwegian woodlands
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Those of you who have known me for a while know that I love and have an affinity with the sea and woodlands. These are places that I go to unwind in and forget about almost everything else. There is an indescribable tranquillity and an overwhelming sense of age and unhurriedness about them. I have often commented that, all too often in the melee of our normal day-to-day lives, we can lose the sense of quiet. Many find that the workshop can provide that for them. I too find this, but nothing quite like being near the sea or in woodlands and forests.
Whilst in Bergen – Norway – recently my wife, Richard Raffan and I went up the funicular railway to the top of Floyen and whilst I had been there before, I had totally missed the wonderful aged woodland at the back of the viewing area. Parts of it have a wonderful children’s exploration area but other parts are untouched and the trees do what trees do – grow into things of beauty. This cycle of growth and dormancy had been going on for so long that all of the leaves and other fallen and decaying plant life had built up over the centuries to create a springy layer of earth that was most strange to walk up. The trees were covered in the most wonderful lichen and mosses and it was truly exquisite and also somewhat primeval. Every which way I turned there was something else to see. Such unspoiled wonders. I suppose that, as a worker of wood, I should have an affinity with woodlands and forests. Such places of beauty just reinforce my commitment to do the very best that I can from such a wonderful material.
Trees in the Norwegian forest covered with various types of lichens