My brother lives in the Vale of York and, when we visit him, we sometimes stop off for a stroll on the North York Moors. They’d be really nice in snow I’m sure. I once had an embarrassing incident on a walk there. I’d got dropped off one side of a hill and set off to walk to the other side while my Mum drove round to pick me up. I was using an old 1930s map we had and it was a touch out of date. I got to where I’d dropped into a valley and had to go through a forest/woods but the old ‘right of way’ was now marked ‘Private’. I had no choice but to continue as it would have been too far to go round so I did.

As I walked through the woodland, I heard a vehicle approaching from behind so dashed down the track,hurriedly took a side track, and hid behind a tree. I wasn’t sure whether they’d seen me or not… they had! They drove to the point on the track where I was trying to bend to the same shape as the tree I was hiding behind and, to my embarrassment (as they had a group of ‘clients’ with them) shouted out, “Are you hiding?”. I should have just shouted, “Yes, pretend you can’t see me” but didn’t think of it at the time so I had to slope out from my hiding place and admit to the trespass. I showed him my old map and that it used to be a right of way. Luckily, when they all stopped laughing, he was okay about it and told me the best way through the rest of the wood.