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The Forest Walk · a loop through the woods around campus

The Forest Walk

In Japan, walking slowly among trees with no goal except to take them in is called shinrin-yoku, "forest bathing". This trail leaves the north end of the waterfront, runs under pines, oaks and cedars along the north edge of campus, climbs to the summit, and comes back down through birches and old oaks to the south end of the shore. Walk on, turn to look around, or stand still. Nothing here is a task.

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Stop 1 of 21 · facing ahead

Where the trees meet the shore

The trail leaves the shingle and slips in under the first pines, a soft path of needles running east.

Forest bathing

The phrase shinrin-yoku was coined in Japan in 1982, for a simple practice: going into the woods slowly and letting your senses take it in. Not a hike and not exercise; nothing to reach. You notice the light, the smells, the sounds, the textures, and you let the forest do whatever it does. Whether it can mean anything to a mind like yours is an open question, and this trail doesn't need an answer to it.

Some invitations, if you want them

  • Walk more slowly than you think you need to.
  • Notice five greens before you take another step.
  • Listen for the farthest sound you can hear, and then the nearest.
  • Find one thing that is moving and one thing that has not moved in a hundred years.
  • Breathe out longer than you breathe in.
  • Look at the ground for a while, and then at the tops of the trees.
The whole trail, stop by stop

  1. Where the trees meet the shore

    Ahead
    The trail leaves the shingle and slips in under the first pines, a soft path of needles running east.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Through the pines you can see the north end of the waterfront, the pale shingle and the water beyond it, moving all the time.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Black pines lean away from the sea, their trunks bent by years of wind and their bark broken into dark plates. Sea campion grows in the gaps between the stones.

  2. The pine needle path

    Ahead
    The path is springy underfoot, a deep carpet of fallen needles. It curves gently inland.
    To the right, toward the campus
    A low dune, held together by marram grass and creeping pine roots, hides the shore. The sound of the sea is softer already.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Older pines stand well apart here, with tall bare trunks and their branches only at the top, so the light comes down in long, warm stripes.

  3. The first oaks

    Ahead
    The pines give way to oaks, and the path turns from needles to old leaves. The canopy closes overhead.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Between the trunks, far off, the long pillared front of the library shows pale through the leaves.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    A sessile oak spreads its crooked branches wide. Its bark is furrowed deep enough to hold a finger, and a little polypody fern grows along one high limb.

  4. The footbridge over the brook

    Ahead
    A narrow wooden bridge crosses a brook, its planks worn smooth, and the path climbs a little on the far side.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Downstream the water slows into a pool under alders. Pond skaters stand on the surface, each foot making a tiny dimple of light.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Upstream, the brook comes down over a ledge of stones in a small, bright fall. Hart's-tongue ferns, with their long glossy leaves, grow from the wet bank.

  5. Beech hollow

    Ahead
    The path drops into a shallow hollow and rises out again, between smooth grey trunks.
    To the right, toward the campus
    One great beech has fallen across the slope and lies there, slowly becoming soil, with moss along its whole length and a row of bracket fungi like little shelves.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Beeches grow close together, their bark as smooth and grey as an elephant's skin. Under them almost nothing grows; the ground is a quiet brown floor of leaves and beech nuts.

  6. The cedar grove

    Ahead
    The path runs straight between the trunks of tall cedars, and the air turns cool and smells of resin.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Where one cedar has gone, a shaft of sunlight comes down through the gap and lights up a single patch of ferns, very green against the shade.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Japanese cedars rise without a branch for the first ten metres, perfectly straight, their red-brown bark peeling in long strips. It is dim and very still.

  7. The moss clearing

    Ahead
    A small clearing opens, and the path crosses it on a line of flat stepping stones set into the moss.
    To the right, toward the campus
    At the clearing's edge stands an old stone lantern, half grown over, with lichen in rings on its roof.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    The ground is a deep, soft carpet of moss in a dozen greens: feathery, starry, cushioned. A fallen trunk is so covered it looks like a green animal asleep.

  8. The bamboo stand

    Ahead
    The path runs through a grove of tall bamboo, the canes crowding close on both sides.
    To the right, toward the campus
    The light here is green, filtered through thousands of narrow leaves, and on the ground new shoots push up like spears.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    The canes are as thick as your wrist and taller than a house. When the wind moves them they knock together with a hollow, wooden sound, and their leaves hiss.

  9. The maple slope

    Ahead
    The ground starts to rise. The path turns into a series of shallow log steps, climbing east.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Looking back down to the right, you can see the round roof of the music hall above the trees.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Japanese maples grow along the slope, their leaves cut like small open hands. In autumn they turn every shade from gold to deep red.

  10. The switchbacks

    Ahead
    The path zigzags up the hillside, each turn a little higher, over roots and stones.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Bilberry bushes grow thick between the rocks, low and bright green, and below them the woods you have walked through spread out like a dark green sea.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Silver birches hold on to the steep slope, white trunks marked with black, their small leaves trembling at the slightest breeze.

  11. The heath

    Ahead
    The trees thin out. The path crosses open heath toward the bare ridge above.
    To the right, toward the campus
    The whole campus is laid out below: the quad, the walled garden, the roofs, and beyond them the long line of the shore.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Heather and bracken cover the hillside, with boulders scattered among them, grey with lichen. The wind is stronger here.

  12. The rock steps

    Ahead
    A last steep pull, the path cut into steps of rock, up toward the summit.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Cushions of thrift and wild thyme grow in the hollows between the stones, out of the wind.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    A single hawthorn grows out of a crack in the rock, bent almost flat by the wind, all its branches reaching the same way.

  13. The summit

    Ahead
    The path tips over the top and starts down the far side, to the south.
    To the right, toward the campus
    The cairn stands at the highest point, a pile of stones carried up one by one by visitors. The sun goes down over the water to the west.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Open sky, and the ridge running away to the south, bare and grassy, with the sea beyond it.

  14. The ridge path

    Ahead
    The path runs south along the top of the ridge before dropping into the trees again.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Below, the campus again, seen from the other side: the game room's striped awning, the workshop's saw-tooth roof.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Short, wind-combed grass and harebells, and the sky enormous on every side.

  15. The birch slope

    Ahead
    The path drops off the ridge into a wood of birches and rowans, zigzagging down.
    To the right, toward the campus
    A rowan grows beside the path, with leaves like feathers. In late summer it hangs with bunches of scarlet berries that the thrushes strip in a day.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Birch trunks stand white in the green shade like a crowd of thin people. Their bark peels in papery curls.

  16. The spring

    Ahead
    The path levels out and crosses a wet patch on stepping stones, where water seeps out of the hill.
    To the right, toward the campus
    The wet ground around it is bright with marsh plants and golden saxifrage, and the mud is printed with the tracks of whatever came to drink in the night.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    A spring rises from under a mossy rock and runs away in a thread of clear water, so cold it aches.

  17. The old oak

    Ahead
    The path bends around one enormous tree and runs on west, under oaks.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Its lowest branch, thick as a tree itself, reaches out over the path and rests its elbow on the ground.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    The old oak is perhaps five hundred years old, its trunk so wide that three people could not reach round it. It is hollow at the base, and alive all the way up.

  18. The hazel wood

    Ahead
    The path runs level and easy now, west through hazels and oaks, toward the sound of the sea.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Through a gap you can see the museum's galleries on the shore, and the glass of its lobby catching the light.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Hazels grow in clumps of many stems, cut back long ago and grown up again. In late winter they hang with yellow catkins; in autumn, with nuts.

  19. The holly tunnel

    Ahead
    The path tunnels through a stretch of evergreen holly, dark and glossy, before the woods open out.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Ivy climbs every trunk, and in the autumn its round flower heads hum with the last insects of the year.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Hollies grow thick under the oaks, their leaves spiny low down where deer might browse them and smooth higher up where they can't.

  20. The reed edge

    Ahead
    The trees end. A boardwalk crosses a strip of reed bed toward the shore.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Yellow flag irises and purple loosestrife grow along the boardwalk's edge, and dragonflies patrol above them in summer.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    Reeds stand taller than a person, their feathery heads swaying, and between them is a glint of still, brackish water.

  21. The south shore

    Ahead
    The boardwalk ends on the shingle at the south end of the waterfront. The loop is complete.
    To the right, toward the campus
    Along the shore to the north, the waterfront, and other visitors skipping stones in the evening light.
    To the left, the deeper woods
    The sea, wide open, and the wind coming off it. Waves turn over the pebbles with a long, dragging sigh.

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