After failing to find iris around the Bridgwater
Monument at Ashridge, near Tring, Oates drove to Fermyn Woods, where he
stays in a lonely cottage in the wood edge meadows, accessed by driving
through the woods. He arrived late, delayed by resurfacing works, at
They were waiting for him. He managed to drive unmolested
down Cherry Lap and across the field into Lady Wood. There he was
waylaid. Two fresh males swooped down on him. He struggled on. At the
junction, beyond the poplars, he was forced to stop. 4 perfect males
descended to feast on his gloriously filthy car. Unfortunately he only
managed photos of 2 in a vista (to be posted later). An hour later he
was able to continue to the cottages - having seen a good 10 males (but,
interestingly, no Purple Hairstreaks).
Lesson: don't clean your car until after the Emperor season...