Mullerthal Forest & Geology, Beaufort


This one's special for me. The woodland creeps into a campsite we used to go to when I was growing up, and, as you wander out of the campground, the trees tumble away into endless labyrinths of red sandstone and green leaves.

They're the woods I wandered through before and after phoning back to Oxford from family holiday on a public phone to find out if I had a place. Still smell, exactly the same.