Bog Myrtle & Peat

After months of tramping daily across a barren moorscape, the undergrowth has recently come to life on the hill. After the cotton grass began to subside last week, other flowers have emerged to lurk amongst the downy wreckage of fluff. The most noticeable has been wild cranberry, which grows in two or three quite large patches on the moor, and which is recognised by a fantastic collection of tiny pink flowers.

When I started this project almost two years ago, I was under the impression that there was little or nothing to feed the red grouse on the hill. The more time I have spent up there, the wider the variety of decent grouse friendly food sources I have come across. It’s encouraging to think that if I can get the grazing right and make a real impact on predators, I may be looking at a recipe for success.