Tuesday, 25 February 2025

Flask House Farm: 25-02-2024


A picnic thermos? 
A 'To Go' cup?


A corporate jug? 
Scientific Glassware?

The NCVs were intrigued this week. They had been asked to plant trees at 'Flask House Farm' and were wondering what the farm house would look like. They'd heard of an old woman who had lived in a shoe, but a flask? What kind of a flask? It would have to be big for a family to live in. Would you be able to see out? Would you have to unscrew the lid to get in?  At least it would be warm.

In the event the NCVs were just a little disappointed. It was a normal, albeit very nice, Yorkshire stone building. Nothing unusual, apart from its name. Which, apparently, was probably something to do with milk churns.....

"Never mind," said the NCVs - "let's get on and plant some trees shall we?" So plant they did. 400 of them. By 11am!! Now that must be a record.

It was clear, when 17 of us arrived at  the first planting site, that a different strategy to normal was needed. 
No use everyone
 going to each of the 6 different sites together.
There just wouldn't be sufficient room!

Only 3 trees needed here - 
specified at 5m apart. 
Would they fit in?!

Yes - just!!

While Amy, Ros and Helena got on 
with those everyone else dispersed 
to different corners of different fields, 
such as this one.

Ros was distracted by a couple of
veteran oaks that needed recording.

5 corners sorted, everyone then moved down to the area that landowner Lindsay referred to as "THE SWAMP." This was a place where everyone could fit in, although no-one liked the sound of it.

Dave handed out saplings.

The area was well named. 
Swampy it was.

David - has that tube sunk into the ground 
or was it that size to start with?

Ros was in danger of losing a welly.

Helena spent some time stalking 
a swamp snake.
She thought it might fry up nicely
for dinner.

The final 2 trees to go in were 
micro whips - so tiddly they were double 
planted in one tube.
Safety in numbers....

Right - time for a late coffee break
 to end the task.
Luckily this bank provided 
safety from the bog of eternal doom
and the swamp snakes. 

Lord of the manor, Paul, 
wasn't taking any chances.
He whipped out his dinky seat 
to keep him safe.

Lindsay kindly provided a number
of tasty cakes which were 
much appreciated.
Thanks Lindsay!!

Then all that remained to do
was a spade cleansing operation
in the nearby stream ...

...before loading up the trailer 
and setting off back to the cars.

A small number of NCVs next called at the workshop to help Liz deal with the clear out that was needed. The glass inner door has been removed to allow a new trailer to be stored inside.

Before A

Before B

After A.

After B.
Stakes and tubes all collected
from behind the workshop,
ready to be used next week.
Then - a trip to the tip was in order!

Tuesday, 18 February 2025

Harewell Wood: 18-02-2025

This week the NCVs were working in a new location - on a task that was familiar. Harewell Wood is an ancient woodland that is part of a SSSI area below Guisecliff Wood. It is also right next door to where our very own Liz lives. We have worked in the fields on the other side of the fence to the wood in previous years (remember the Jabberwocky?), clearing overhanging vegetation to allow a new fence to be erected. However - this time we were right inside the wood, halo coppicing the holly from around the other trees. This will let light into the woodland floor and reduce the amount of competition the other trees have to cope with.

As you can see from the pictures - a very good job was jobbed!

Lots of holly was looming, but the
 NCVs just got stuck in.

It was a very chilly day so the bonfire
 was going to be extremely welcome.

What started small and smokey
soon started to blaze away.
Holly burns VERY well indeed.

The fire provided a nice warm atmosphere
for NCVs at lunchtime.
A bus stop queue style seating 
arrangement ensured everyone
could feel toasty.

Stevie the 'Tree Fella' leant a 
hand with his chain saw.

Liz's banana cake provided much 
needed fuel for Sherpa Helena,
as she toiled uphill dragging holly brash 
to fuel the fire.

By close of play the woodland floor 
was looking a good deal clearer.
Well done NCVs!




Tuesday, 11 February 2025

Hackfall Woods: 11-02-2025

Time for some more laying?

 Yes - more laying was on the cards for the NCVs this week. But those of you who read last week's exciting installment of the blog will know very well that the workers would not be lying down on the job. Or wearing yellow shoes. As if!!

No - it was back to the Hackfall Woods car park to finish off the job started last week, namely,  laying the boundary hedge. Oh yes - and dealing with the heap of brash that was created and left in a corner of the site.

So - let's take a fly on the wall (or hedge) look at what went on.....

Last week in episode one 
of 'Hackfall Hedging' you will 
remember that this heap...

...and this one, needed clearing.

This hazel coppice was also left unfinished, 
so Liz got things started with the chainsaw...
whilst the rest began on brash clearance.

Amy and Dave took over the hazel...

...until it was finally laid.

Then work could start creating 
a dead hedge with the brash 
to complete the run.

Once the roadside wall was clear
of brash, the gang could start on laying.

Down she goes!

Liz leant a hand here too.

At first, this end section near the
gate was looking most foreboding.

But, gradually, the NCVs got the upper hand.

Brash was dragged out and processed...

...stakes were sharpened...

...and brash was inserted into the laid stems
to thicken up the hedge.

Coffeetime was enjoyed on the benches....

...but lunch was partaken on the 
other side of the wall to avoid the
 wind chill factor.

Now Ken - what have you got there?
A circular lunch box?

A squeeze box?
If so - give us a tune.

Ahh! A seat! Nice one.

By close of play the car park 
was bounded on two sides...

...by a neat hedge of both living and dead material.

And the brash heap was but 
a distant memory.

The large logs were loaded up to be
stacked and seasoned for log burners.

Then, all that remained was to brush up the
spikey bits of brash from
 the surface of the parking area...

...which was not easy when you 
were using Paul's rake.
He needs to ask Farther Christmas 
for a new one!