…. I don’t know why the radio and antennae together are the same height as Lego Ranger. That would be awkward out ont’ moors.
I help out on a small (36km2) patch of moorland straddling Sheffield and the Peak. Mostly evenings and at night. 99% of it is lovely chats with lovely people, be they a resident from round the corner or a visitor from the other side of the world.
I tell stories, point out birds and animals, help folks find the right footpath for the best sunset. That sort of stuff. Oftentimes i’ll put some stuff ont’ socials along with advice, sarcasm, notes or emojis. Half rice half chips.
80+% of what me and my 2 or 3 colleagues get involved in doesn’t make it on to the socials. Sometimes, like last night, it’s mostly slapping the 48th midge bite whilst chatting with all sorts of lovely people. Sometimes it’s bags of dead dogs flung over a wall. It varies.
We’re not the police or the fire and rescue service.
So the ‘rule’ is if the thing you want to ring or message me about is alight (aka a BBQ or a fire) or is an offence in law then dial 999.
There is a very high chance that if you DM me via social media to tell me you’ve just seen a bbq or someone severing the head off a deer in Whim Wood … i won’t see the message for hours or even days.
When a message was sent at 9pm ish last night about a bbq i was ‘on silent’ in woodland looking for long eared owls. I read it at noon today.
Last Saturday night someone spent a fair while driving around looking for me around Burbage and Surprise View wanting to tell me that they’d seen a large campfire ablaze in Stanage Plantation. But never found me. And never rang 999.
Please don’t inform me as an alternative to ringing the emergency services. I’m not them. That’s not how it works.
And if you’ve got a ‘phone you’ve probably got a camera, a video recorder, a location provider and a voice notes recorder. Location and information and evidence matters.
Hope this all makes sense.
See you out there 🥵🥾.