Keil's Den in Winter

The view downstream from the lower bridge in the den.

Hadn't been to Keil's Den for a while as we thought it would be too wet and muddy, but today it seemed drier underfoot so decided to give it a go. It was still a bit slippy in places but well worth the effort. There was still some snow lying and it was so peaceful. We didn't see another soul. It reminded me of Robert Frost's poem, one of my favourites

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

The view across the bridge.