Bert is not the most fastidious of dogs but this morning he dug his heels in and refused to go through the walkers' gate. The sliminess of the mud was more than even he could take. Being on the lead at the time, he was always going to win the tug o' war.
The issue of this gate may not be the most crucial of those currently being raised but it's symptomatic of the way that dealing with SWT is a less attractive pursuit than a course of headbanging.
Short resume - covers more than the whole winter:
1) Until they brought in their cattle there was no need for a gate. It was all open.
2) When the kissing gate became muddy we asked for the farm gate to be left unlocked. Answer no because motor bikes might come in even though the only ones that did (2 over two years)had lost their way.
3) We asked for material such as wood chippings (plentiful) to be put down. Answer no because it would 'input nutrients into an area of low nutrient soil'!
4) Latest situation: they may get round to doing something when they have some workers up there. Don't hold your breath.
Moral: If they can't manage one small gateway who were the clowns who presented these cowboys with over 400 acres?
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