And during these last two weeks, my office has been moved daily between a soggy selection of Bodmin Moor's finest valley mires. I hadn't appreciated how floating a floating bog actually is. Or how easily you can sink through the floating bit. Quite a skill to walk across and keep your feet dry. I'm getting there. And am indebted to my yellow wellies.
A floating bog, with five metres of peat and water underneath in parts.
A floating valley mire in the distance, in a beautiful valley, looking down from Rough Tor, Bodmin Moor, in Cornwall.
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