Not Giving Up! Letter to Government Office NW: pg 25 of Beeches, Boreholes and Badgers

pg 25 Beeches, Boreholes and Badgers

July 23rd 1996

Not giving up!  Letter to Government Office NW

Dear Mr S. A. MacDonald,

Further to our telephone conversation, I am writing to you concerning the proposed felling of the Rusland Beeches.  On Friday 19th July the Lake District Planning Board rode roughshod over public opinion and disregarded a report by two highly regarded experts which concluded that the majority of the trees are healthy.  The ‘Save the Rusland Beeches’ campaign presented the Planning Board with 3,200 signatures (and rising) and the report commissioned by objectors confirming local feeling that the National Park is going over the top.

The fact is that these trees have withstood the severe storms  of 1987 and 1988 which flattened both young and old trees in the Lake District.  Last winter we had exceptionally heavy snowfall.  The Rusland Beeches survived these events, which in a trees life was only a second ago, only to be given the death sentence by the very people who are supposed to be caring for them.  The Lake District Special Planning Board were given the beeches in order “to preserve amenity value and conserve their wildlife.”

Local people are furious that the National Park now want to blot the lot.  Selective felling of a few trees is acceptable although even that is contemplated by locals with sadness.  Wholesale felling would be a travesty.  I enclose the report by R.N Cartwright and A Lee and a small selection of the many letters I have received.  In order to fell the trees the National Park needs to have the Tree Preservation Orders lifted.  I write to you in the hope that you will not lift the T.P.Os on the majority of these much loved trees.



5 thoughts on “Not Giving Up! Letter to Government Office NW: pg 25 of Beeches, Boreholes and Badgers

  1. Your steadfast efforts are bound to bear fruit. This post brought to mind a reflection by the great poetic soul and lover of England, Gerard Manley Hopkins:

    Binsley Poplars
    Felled 1897

    MY aspens dear, whose airy cages quelled,
    Quelled or quenched in leaves the leaping sun,
    All felled, felled, all are felled;
    Of a fresh and following folded rank
    Not spared, not one
    That dandled a sandalled
    Shadow that swam or sank
    On meadow and river and wind-wandering
    weed-winding bank.
    O if we knew but what we do
    When we delve or hew-
    Hack and rack the growing green!
    Since country is so tender
    To touch her, being so slender,
    That, like this sleek and seeing ball
    But a prick will make no eye at all,
    Where we, even when we mean
    to mend her we end her,
    When we hew or delve:
    After-comers cannot guess the beauty been.
    Ten or twelve, only ten or twelve
    Strokes of havoc unselve
    The sweet especial scene,
    Rural scene, a rural scene,
    Sweet especial rural scene.

    Do not lose hope
    Keep the flame burning

    Inverloch, Australia


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