Epping Forest District Council

I was an accidental visitor to epping last weekend; not because my sense of direction is that bad, but because i’m training for a long-​distance bike ride. After a lot of huffing and wheezing like an emphysema patient attempting a marathon, I got there. And what a beaitiful place it is. I felt a bit out of place with my racing bike, as most of the visitors had come with their mud-​smeared mountain bikes to do some downhill and off road racing. It looked great. And in any other circumtance I would have joined them in a whisper, but a) I had no mountain bike and b) I was cream crackered after braving the A104 via woodfood and my quads were almost singing with pain.
Apparently it’s used for some really interesting events, like open air theatre performances (Imagine a midsummer night’s dream performed in that setting. Hot stuff!), history of london walks and so on. I’m going to get a group of pals to come up with me next time to play hide and seek. Love it.