Poo bag on a stump

Getting perspective on a stinky problem

I have been trying to steer away from this issue but since Christmas, I’ve noticed it a lot more in Anagach.

Dog poo.

First thing to say is that I am a dog owner and I take that dog to the woods for exercise and yes, to do her “business”. Every jacket I own has a poo bag in its pocket.

There’s also been a few stories in the national press recently – it’s a subject that comes round every so often.

The subject caused a bit of a row a couple of years ago in Anagach when the local nursery put up posters pleading with people to pick up their rubbish and dog poo*. There was lots of chat among dog walkers who had made the effort to train their dogs to go off path to do toilet. To some, it felt like they could not win.

Even longer ago, volunteers spray painted piles of poo in Anagach to highlight how long they had been there and there was a poo count at one stage.

I think most owners do pick up the poo if it’s on the path. But who knows the circumstances of the ones that are left on the sidelines? The owner could be disabled and unable to bend; sometimes you just don’t see the dog doing it.

But lately it’s been the people who pick up the poo in a bag, then hang it from a tree, or leave it lying on the ground – like a lost things. It’s harder to defend this practice, which essentially seems to be borne of laziness.

You’ve just started your walk, your dog does a poop, you pick it up but the only bins are at the extreme ends of General Wade’s (where the council lorry has access). ‘Ah’ you think, ‘we’ll hang it here and get it on the way back.’ But of course, you don’t pass that way, or you don’t remember/notice the hanging poop. And who wants to carry a poo bag all the way round if you don’t have to?

(I’ve done the hanging poop – but was careful to pick it up on the return. Paranoid, almost.)

Below are just a few of the pictures I’ve taken in Anagach over the past few months. At times it’s seemed like there’s a new bag of poo in the undergrowth or resting on a tree stump everyday. And those turqoise and orange bags really do stick out a mile from where they’ve been thrown into the blaeberry bushes.

Not sure what looks worse: a pile of poo on the edge of the path or a bag hung on a tree, like some kind of Christmas bauble?

Really, they’re just as bad as each other.

But if you do fancy a laugh on the subject there’s this spoof story: www.//cornishnews.com

*It was a bit galling later when I found coloured chalks, used by the children to draw on the trees, scattered on the ground where a dog could have eaten them. Ironically, the posters got wet and eventually fell off the trees, becoming litter.

Emma's Mix CD

Special things you lost in the woods 12

A couple of random lost items left prominently in the woods this week. They’ve been there a few days now.

One is Emma’s Mix CD. It’s been wedged into the wooden fence post at the car park at Forest Road. I guess it must have fallen out of someone’s car.

And the second is a grey hoodie, left hanging from the thin branch of a birch tree at the intersection between the Bog and Swing Paths, also close to the bird feeders.

I’d be intrigued to hear the story behind either.


Fallen tree in the snow

Back to blogging

You know that you’ve been away too long when you forget your WordPress password…

Procastination turned into a Christmas break, turned into a winter holiday… life just got in the way. I’ve got a few personal bits and bobs bubbling away at the moment but going to make the effort to do occasional blogging here in the next few months.

Anagach was a bit dramatic over Christmas – part of one of the biggest trees along General Wade’s fell down onto the path between Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. The weather was pretty wild around that time. As you can see from the picture, the huge branch fell right across the path although the impact seemed to have broken it up enough to leave a path through. Boxing Day covered it with snow.

Volunteers from the Anagach Woods Trust got together to saw it up into logs but you can still see the immense size of what broke off – and the impressive scar it left on the tree. A massive reminder of the power of the wind.

Other than than, it’s been more walking in the dark; finding a few lost things, watching squirrels chase each other round the trees, out of the reach of inquisitive dogs.

And one increasing sight – which I’ll reveal in the next blog post. Promise.




heather icicles Anagach

A Jagged Blanket

There’s no denying the arrival of winter now. This morning, Anagach Woods were blanketed in a carpet of frost: leaves, benches, heather – everything had a coating of crystals, glinting and jagged in the low sun.

The size of the icicles was particularly impressive at the Dump. The open landscape makes it more exposed and the heather was covered – as you can see from one of the photos below.