My annual ticket ran out yesterday so I scurried over to Porte Lympne wildlife park in Kent for what might be the last time for a while. As usual, I took a couple hundred photos of which all bar 50 were dealt with by the delete button. Here are my final 10:
It’s been a while. I shall make no more apologies, suffice to say I’m struggling to get here regularly at the moment. However, because Lightroom Mobile has made it virtually instantaneous, I am dropping something into Instagram on a regular basis: https://www.instagram.com/sixpixx/ which, for the most part, will eventually make its way to this site.
Some of today’s photos won’t make it to Instagram – they’re too personal. Whoa, how did I make that decision: is my blog a more intimate space than my Insta account? And even, why would I want to put something quite personal into the public domain on any platform? Strange and interesting but I don’t have the answer.
Anyway, spring has arrived, even if temporarily, and we’ve been brave today and faced something that needed doing. Today, Poppy got delivered to her final resting place with strict instructions not to antagonise other family dogs (Loulou and Smiler (Emma)) who already rest there. It’s a good spot, especially in the spring when the wood anemones become bluebells and the fox cubs play amongst the pine and oak tree trunks in the evenings. They were always countryside dogs and it’s nice to think of them there.
I made the most of a sunny, crisp winter’s morning to get over to the Aspinall Foundation’s Port Lympne wildlife park and see how the animals, many more used to a warmer climate, were coping with this cold spell.
It’s always too nostalgic to not visit the petting section when we visit the farm shop leading up to Christmas.
It wasn’t quite the same walking the orchard this week without the little white thing but the weather was fine and the cider brewery didn’t clear all the apples so the colours were resplendent in the autumn sun. It was such a fine day, we extended our walk up to the castle and engaged with the ducks who are always extremely outrageous but highly comical.
It hasn’t been a particularly good week. After a second trip to the vets with a growth in her mouth and a heart murmur that strongly indicated she wouldn’t cope with the anaesthetic, it was recommended that we make the end easy for her.
Isn’t it ridiculous. Despite being 17 years old, she was still very fit and this was not the outcome I’d prepared myself for. The other half, being country raised and far more pragmatic, had prepared himself for this eventuality. It will be hard for him; they went everywhere together.
Little did we know this was Poppy’s last walk around the orchard – at least she got to stuff that sneaky cider apple before we could get to her. But, who will now nag me for the carrot tops? Poor Molly, not much of a doggy sleep over for you.
Sleep tight puppy dog.
I don’t like zoos, I don’t go to the circus, I shan’t be attending festivals involving elephants if we’re lucky enough to get to India later in the year but… I do admire the work of institutions like the Aspinall Foundation. Although the endangered animals are not in their natural environments, far from their homelands, they are at least in spacious enclosures where they are encouraged to live as ‘normal’ a life as possible. At Port Lympne the convenience and comfort of the animal comes before the importance of ‘getting a good look’ for the spectator and therefore, it is often difficult to get a clear photographic shot. I like the challenge… And, as a tiny contribution to supporting the work they do to protect these species, I have bought an annual pass and expect to revisit the park several times this year. I think it is important we all get exposure to endangered species, learn of the difficulties they are currently experiencing and are aware of their lives in the wild.
Keeping wild animals captive will always be a contentious issue but… we’re not keeping them very well in the wild so luckily, some institutions are making great efforts to ensure endangered species continue to reproduce in relatively comfortable and engaging environments. Aspinall’s Foundation have two sites in the south of England where it would seem every effort is made for the animals to be held in large enclosures with nature all around them. I have always gone to Port Lympne which closer to where we live but this time, I thought I’d take a drive out to Canterbury to visit Howlett’s. Both are great parks but both are good for different reasons. Although the gorillas were very dozy on the day I went, albeit shaded from the sunny weather, I thought there was much better viewing of elephants at Howlett’s.
And, both parks do special photography packages that I may have to seriously consider one of these days.