Seriously, though: to get lost literally in the closest proximity to the estate was the silliest thing that happened to us in a while. Up to that moment everything went well—we took our usual train, got off at the Audley End station and started walking towards Saffron Walden—until that slight turn when the public path seemed to disappear completely and the route divided into two unclear forks. One was leading through an unpleasant looking car park and another one was going through the forest with old gates that were left slightly ajar.
Of course, we chose the forest. We stepped in, and there were not one but two muntjac deer jumping away. It was completely silent: everything around was covered in snowdrops, and it looked marvellous.
We quickly understood that we were trespassing, because in half a minute we stumbled across a desolate children’s railway with its miniature railroads, tiny stations and signs. That was embarrassing; as we were trying hard to leave the property (if my memory is correct, it also belongs to Audley End, but maybe not), everywhere we reached was a dead end with locked gates and a fairly high fence. We even saw the main gates of Audley End across the road basically ten metres away but were unable to go there.
Perplexed, we came back to the first point where we started, i.e. the slightly opened enchanted gates and began our trip from scratch. Of course, we had to go through the nasty car park with no deer: it resumed quickly and turned into a normal public path after a few dozen steps, and the estate was around the corner.
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