After so many years of enjoying the forest for your own personal pleasure, you've decided it's time to give something back. On Twitter, you found a link to OWL. You like their mission statement. You have noticed an increase in litter in the forest recently, and love the idea that there's a group of like-minded guys who meet up monthly to clean up the forest.
You meet them in the carpark one crisp October morning. They're a lovely bunch, and there's only a few of you so it's not too intimidating. Between litter picking, you meet back at the carpark for instant coffee poured fresh from a thermos, and somebody has brought pieces of Battenburg cake.
You don't recognise any of them from previous encounters, but it probably wouldn't matter if you did - they're a welcoming group of people.
You get given your equipment:
- thick gardening-style gloves,
- a long litter picker with trigger handle,
- a black plastic bag for refuse,
- a clear plastic bag for recycling.
The first thing you find, a little way off the path, is a pair of very trodden in, very mucky headphones.