On a visit to see family in Fordham we had a walk to Fordham Moor, approximately a 1.5 mile dead end road, winding its way thorough agricultural fields and over a disused railway track. Instead of entering Moor Road by the road we opted to walk along the public footpath that takes you through the centre of this field of cereal, as you can see a well worn track.
It was mid summer and the roadside verges were speckled with Cow Parsley in flower and Poppies.
Here we are standing on a small bridge over the River Snail which runs through Fordham, it is at this point that we are going to leave the road and follow the river back to the centre of the village. The river at this point is quite shallow but has a steady flow to it so always looks crystal clear.
There is just something lovely about the 'big skies' that you get to see when ever you are standing in any of the fenland around East Anglia.
I think these are Mirabelle Plums also known as prunes which can be found in a lot of the hedgerows around Cambridgeshire.
This little snail was hiding under an Ivy leaf, the snails shed had quite a green tinge to it, I am not sure if it was because it was a juvenille?
At times you cannot see the river as it is shrouded in trees and bushes but now and then it pops out.
Here we have some Sloes growing on a Black Torn bush. We used to pick these and make Sloe Gin which made a lovely fruity liquor.
We have now left the trees and bushes and the river meanders through open fields.
We were quite surprised to see a field of what looked like Sugar Beet ready for lifting, it seems quite early.
I just managed to catch a glimpse of a Small Tortoiseshell Butterfly fluttering around a large clump of Common Ragwort flowers.
Another common sight when you are walking around this area are the Stratotankers flying around the area. These are Boeing KC-135 refuelling aircraft based at RAF Mildenhall, which is just under 6 miles away by car. This one was flying around most of the afternoon.
Here you can see just how clear the river is, and you get the odd glimpse of fish swimming around, but they like to hide in the weeds.
I really love walking along this stretch of river it is so pretty.
Decisions, decisions, which way to go??
Some more Mirabella plums.
Some Horse Chestnuts maturing.
I took this photo as I was amazed at how long this water weed is, anchored to the river bed with such a small area.
We are now at the end of this particular public footpath and are now back in the village of Fordham on Carter Street.