Thursday, 12 March 2015

Water's Edge



Some recent shots taken on Bournemouth beach ..........







 



















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Throop and Hurn




Been neglecting this blog for a while, so today's the day I put that to rights.

Here's some shots I took on a recent walk around Throop and Hurn alongside the River Stour which lie just to the north of Bournemouth in Dorset.

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Starting off from the old Throop mill which has been slowly disintegrating since I can remember - a very long time unfortunately for me! Not so for the mill. Controversially I am fascinated by dereliction and hope it doesn't end up as a smart gastro-pub or worse, a National Trust 'treasure' with idiot gift shop, tea room and massive gravel car park.
















 Keeping an eye out for brunch....
















..... before trying his luck elsewhere


 Across the fields alongside the north bank of the river....

















.... until we reach the 'Pig Shoot', a small flooded area across the path fed by a small stream and relieved by a footbridge. Stories vary on the purpose of this but clearly those with 2 feet used the bridge and the 4 footers got a good wash and drink.




















We've now reached 'Hurn Court', once the country residence of the Lords Malmesbury and more recently a private boarding school for boys until converted into flats and houses about 20 years ago.



Looking across the fields adjacent to Hurn Court an interesting building, largely buried under a mound of earth, can be seen. I've always assumed it to be a wartime bunker of some sort. There are a lot of remains of WW11 buildings in the general area, mostly associated with the activities at the then Hurn Airport. It now carries a much more salubrious title with words like 'international' in it.
I must take the trouble to find out whether I am right about the bunker.
FOOTNOTE
Someone whose father used to work at the school has kindly let me know (see comments at the end of this blog) that this was in fact an ice house, something I had considered and dismissed for several reasons. Nice to be wrong occasionally!



One of the estate farms, which now incorporates a thriving 'smokery' business.



They just stood there in the mud.





















Water cascading down the wier which is set in the new section of river which was created to bypass the mill and old weir.



   
The old sluice gates which once controlled the water level entering the mill.

The water here once shot out horizontally for about 50 feet across the mill pond.

Now just down to a trickle

































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