In which I walk through the ancient wood of Mark Ash in the autumn, and think about the value of getting lost

In which I walk through the ancient wood of Mark Ash in the autumn, and think about the value of getting lost
In which I walk through Bolderwood and Mark Ash on a sunny early morning, and find a magnificent tree in the heart of the New Forest
In which I get lost in bracken, but discover a magical, ancient wood in the New Forest