I went into the woods today

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.

Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods

I wanted to share a few pictures of a beautiful magical forest close to my place here in Brittany.

The forest of Huelgoat is the vestige of the ancient forest that once covered inland Brittany. Huelgoat is a breton word  – huel=high and goat=forest – “the wood from above” Lots of mythical legends are born from this fascinating natural setting.

magical forest - foret d'Huelgoat

hairy rocks - foret d'Huelgoat

In this magical forest the rocks are very old,  with hair-like vegetation growing on top


shamanic mushroom foret d'Huelgoat

lots of shamanic mushrooms can be found here

mare aux sangliers - Foret d'Huelgoat

Springs and small streams are everywhere

la grotte d'Artus - King Arthur's grotto - foret d'Huelgoat

King Arthur himself visited this forest on a regular basis, here a cave named after him

la grotte d'Artus - foret d'Huelgoat

the tree on the rocks - foret d'Huelgoat

This oak is trying to split the rock which it grows upon

Do you see the gnome who’s trying to scare us away?

I really need to come and walk here more often, it’s such a peaceful place

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