Devon's ancient woods sit quietly behind the county's better-known landmarks. What makes a wood "ancient" is continuity, not the age of any single tree: land wooded since at least 1600 is classed as ancient woodland, and the evidence is largely botanical. In spring, look for bluebell and wood anemone; in summer, dog's mercury and sanicle. In the canopy, sessile oak dominates acidic slopes, while wild service tree and small-leaved lime suggest long, undisturbed ground.
Look at the shape of the trees too. Many Devon woods were worked as coppice, cut on rotation for poles, charcoal and bark, leaving multi-stemmed stools with wide, gnarled bases far older than the trunks above them.
Some of the loveliest paths in Devon are holloways: lanes sunk two or three metres below the fields by centuries of feet, hooves and rainwater. Cool and mossy, they are effectively archaeological layers, with the deepest sections preserving the oldest routes.
Watch also for low earth banks running beside paths and woods. These hedgebanks — an earth bank, sometimes stone-faced, topped with beech, hazel or oak — mark parish, manor and farm boundaries, some following lines fixed long before the present hedge was planted. Where a bank has a ditch, the ditch is usually on the landowner's side, which helps when you want to be certain you are still on the right of way.
Smugglers knew these lanes well. In the eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries, brandy, tea and silk came ashore in small coves and moved inland at night along holloways and drovers' tracks to cellars and barns. Names such as Smugglers' Lane and Brandy Path still appear on maps, and the trade was never as romantic as the stories suggest — threats and harsh penalties were part of it.
Place names are the cheapest archaeology there is, and Devon's are unusually rich.
Treat them with care. Some are genuine survivals, others Victorian invention or folk etymology; names hint, they do not prove.
Rogationtide — the days before Ascension — once saw congregations walk the parish bounds, beating hedges with willow wands, singing psalms and reading the Gospel at a marked tree. Some Gospel oaks and boundary crosses survive, and the custom kept both boundary and memory alive.
Many springs near woods carry saints' names — Nectan, Brannock, Petroc — visited on their feast days, with pins dropped into the water or rags tied to a thorn.
Devon's hymn heritage runs alongside. Augustus Toplady, vicar of Broadhembury from 1762, wrote Rock of Ages; Sabine Baring-Gould, born in Exeter in 1834, wrote Onward, Christian Soldiers and collected West Country songs, saving many from loss. Harvest hymns such as We plough the fields and scatter still suit the small, timbered churches that stand at the edge of oakwoods.
These woods are fragile, and many are private land or reserves with rules of their own.
For a first visit, choose a wood with waymarked trails and somewhere proper to park. Wistman's Wood above the West Dart is the famous one — a stunted, moss-hung oakwood so delicate that visitors are asked to stay on the path. Black-a-Tor Copse nearby is a quieter version of the same. Yarner Wood near Bovey Tracey, Dunsford on the Teign and Ashclyst Forest in the east offer easier going, while the Bovey Valley woods give oak, bluebells and a chance of pied flycatcher in spring.
Go early, go quietly, and take the map. A holloway, a boundary bank and a name on the page are three kinds of story, and in Devon they often run within a few yards of one another.
Fiddle, melodeon, concertina, pipe and tabor and hurdy-gurdy each shaped regional dance tunes. Learn their roles, listening habits and how to accompany songs without overwhelming the voice.
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