The isolated windswept larch and pine, which most of us have passed so many times over the years on the shooting butts route from the Haunted House to the Bus Stop near High Neb, are no longer there. They have been reduced to a small pile of logs. It beggars belief that anyone could have deliberately taken a chainsaw out to the moors and cut them down. Each was over one hundred years old, full of character and uniquely situated.
One larch and a scots pine and a nearby group of birch have been felled. The larch and pine were the true landmark trees, stunted by extreme exposure, natures bonsais.
Mike Browell
The larch as it was
The scene today
