Beaulieu and Brockenhurst

Into the woods

A few weekends ago, I took a trip to the New Forest with my good friend and ex-housemate Rich. He happens to be pretty bloomin’ good with a camera, so I nabbed a few Autumn-themed outfit snaps for my blog. It was the perfect opportunity to bust out my thick knits and tartan cape, and pose alongside the rust-hued foliage.

Our first stop was at Beaulieu, a little village in the east of the forest. Imagine quaint shops, old pubs and droves of donkeys causally roaming the streets. Seriously – those donkeys are absolutely everywhere.

We decided to pop into a pub/restaurant for Sunday lunch and there was a donkey blocking the entrance. Rich managed to get a photo just before the donkey wedged himself in the doorway. Have you ever had to inch past a donkey’s face to reach your lunch? It was certainly an experience.

After some hearty pub grub, we drove to Brockenhurst for a woodland walk. It was a beautifully Autumnal scene – and reminded me to pop over to the New Forest more often. I always forget how many stunning places are just a short drive away. It had everything I could have wished for – bridges over bubbling brooks, amber leaves, horses to nervously edge past whilst Rich clicked away on his camera, and even a hot chocolate at the end.

Thanks for the gorgeous photos Rich!