Before we started work on clearing up the woods in Weston super mare, we decided to have a look around the site to see what work needed doing.
At first, we were a little apprehensive as the paths near the car park were relatively clear and almost completely free of litter.
In fact, it was all relatively scenic.
However, we soon stumbled across a sad little post-party enclosure, where someone had obviously been, had a stupendous time in, then was so awed by the evening’s stupendousness that they became blind to the mess they had made.
As we ventured further into the woods, our map became less of a map and more a crumpled, perplexing sheet of non-usefulness due to our ever-increasing levels of lostness.
However, we managed to chance upon an entire pathway leading down to the town which was very well-littered. Then we decided that we should try and meet up with the rest of our motely crew, only to find that they were sitting in a pub over a mile away.
*RAGE RAGE RAGE*
We tried to make our way to where they were, but ended up veering dangerously off course, down a steep hill infested with little winding pathways, only to be told by our youth worker that we would have to walk all the way back up again.
On the way back, we discussed how much litter we’d found, and therefore how much worked needed doing- and concluded that there was only enough for half a dys work, so during our intense team meeting on Weston Super Mare beach (we had ice cream. It was lovely) we decided to do a litter pick near each of our home towns, amounting in total to three or more days of active conservation work.
On our first residential week with the National Citizen Service, we were staying near where Conan Doyle’s ‘Hound of the Baskervilles’ was set, and came across THIS AWESOME CAFE after we’d been scrambling across Dartmoor.
The food where we were staying left something to be desired, and we were starving hungry after walking for miles; so you can imagine our joy when we found that this place had the BEST burgers EVER. (Tom bought one for me, thank you Tom!!! <3)
For me, it was definitely a memorable moment, finding a shameless Sherlock Holmes pun introducing meaty heaven, and all during a rare spell of sunshine. :D
We are a group of 15 young volunteers giving back to the community. We are from around Somerset and are part of the Somerset Rural Youth Project. We aim to better our communities and to give back to the world that gave us life.
Dartmoor at sunset.
On our first residential week, we would walk up to the top of the moor almost every evening to watch the sunset, and due to the rock formations which are everywhere on the moors, sunset creates a rather spectacular view. :)
Hello, my name is Emily Davis.
A while ago, someone told me about this goverment programme that involved a free two-week holiday.
I thought HELL YEAH LET’S GO.
Turns out, it was a TRAP.
And now I have been sucked into doing useful things for my community, which completely contradicts the mission statement of teenagers universally.
‘We resolve to be as bone idle and lazy as humanly possible…’
I am very excited to be taking part in a conservation-themed social action project with a fantastic group of my fellow young people, and this blog will be dedicated to our progress and achievements.
As well as posting/reblogging pretty pictures of nature-themed stuff.
And possibly a TINY bit of YouTube channel promotion.
(It’s http://www.youtube.com/user/EmilyDavis999 if you wanted to know)
I will be making videos that relate to this endeavour, so that wasn’t completely shameless ;)
I’ll be posting our mission statement on here shortly, but until then, BYE!!!
Is anyone there?