Nobody in The Shire seemed to have hay fever, so that still sets us apart at least.
Dont pick up any mysterious rings while fishing, especially the ones that have a strange mystic attraction about them.
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I suppose you thought that was terribly clever?
Currently sat here blasting my face with nasal spray
Exact same. What did we ever do to you, nature?!
Estonian here. Our nature is kinda similar, but a bit different and we have great hiking routes you can view here. So any EUians here who don’t go through the hassle of getting a UK tourist visa or whatever is required (because, y’know, brexit; I’m not too familiar with the actual requirements tho), you can come here instead. I’ll tell ya, OP’s photo looks like it could’ve easily been from the south-eastern section of the Peraküla-Aegviidu-Ähijärve route. I’ve only done about 400 km of that route because I joined the group after they’d done the initial part, but I can tell you, it’s great.
Bonus points: Around late june, early july, it barely gets dark and only for 2-3 hours a night (time between sunset and sunrise is 6 hours, but it doesn’t go dark immediately, and it starts to brighten up way before sunrise too). You could pretty much hike all night if you want, or do what we do, and have massive summer solstice celebrations all night on the night between the 23rd (our Victory day) and 24th (St. John’s day). Get drunk, make shashlik, jump over a bonfire, etc.
Estonia is one of the few countries still on my to-visit list, it looks absolutely beautiful (and I usually enjoy your Eurovision entries too, which doesn’t hurt).
Good to know hobbitses will feel right at home there.
Nice day for it!
This pic doesn’t show how ridiculously windy it was, like!
I can beat that was at chalke valley history festival in Dorset yesterday
Shire
![https://postimg.cc/nCGH31hV]Also Rohan
https://postimg.cc/Pvkj4LG8Nice! Looks like the sort of event where one can procure significant amounts of mead which is always a good time.
The ease of being able to find a nice trail to walk whenever was one of the main perks that I’ve come to enjoy in this country.
I’m an American living in England. For the benefit of my countrymen, I will set the record straight: It’s more like being in a Richard Scarry book, but with more broken glass on the ground.
Where is this? Looks lovely!
Just one of many random trails on the edge of the North York Moors, you can’t go far wrong with any of them really!
It’s in a Shire county then.
