| It began when a 'For Sale' sign
suddenly appeared in one corner of a hilly field and the story unrolled at
astonishing speed. The biggest role in the success story of the Magog Trust has always been that played by the hillside itself. Its unique attractions brought together people who had never met but shared a concern for the future. The land gave the lead. The people never had more than walk-on parts. At first there were a handful, then an army of thousands, all devoted to this one chalky hump in the landscape. The 'For Sale' sign went up beside the main Cambridge-to-Colchester road in the Parish of Stapleford in the Spring of 1989. The agents invited offers for some 160 arable acres on either side of a wooded ridge on the western flank of the Gog Magog Hills. Not everyone who saw the sign was interested in agriculture. The local Vicar, the late Colin Davison, saw scope for something that might benefit his parishioners. A local journalist, Christopher South, drew a wider public attention to the opportunity. In this way the land drew together the team that was to transform it. Under the guiding principles of conservation and recreation, discussion began about the bold idea of buying the land for public use. Financial feelers were tentatively extended. The way the land should be used was hotly debated. And at this point, when the embryo Trust was at its most critical phase, the greatest setback happened. Colin Davison, the clergyman who had had a vision of a hillside haven for his people, died young and unexpectedly. In a curious way, this tragedy only encouraged his friends to greater efforts. Wrangles were resolved, a clear plan created and the time came to test public opinion. With massive support from the Cambridge Evening News and columnist Christopher South, an appeal was launched: |
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The response was astounding. Applications
for Gogs (notional areas of land without title), printed in the CEN,
flowed in. Donations appeared. Sterling support by Harold Holt, the District
Councillor for Stapleford, secured the backing of South Cambridgeshire District
Council, the County Council and the City Council. All of these provided grants
or donations. Edmund Vestey offered an interest-free loan of £100,000. At
his urging, it was decided to buy the whole area and not settle for a more
affordable fraction.
Adrenalin, commitment, enthusiasm, kept us going, but all involved had times of doubt, sleepless nights wondering how on earth we were going to manage not only the debt, but the restoration. So what did we do?
The debt of the Trust to people locally, both individuals and firms, is incalculable. |
| WHAT HAS BEEN ACHIEVED? YEAR I : 1989 - 1990
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| There is good news and bad
news: GOOD NEWS, because the Trust is fulfilling the objectives that it started with. The woods and the meadows are beginning to provide a supportive habitat and people are using the land for informal recreation. BAD NEWS, because, as the owners of any space used by the public know, sometimes even the most civilised and respectable pcople fail to care for what is essentially their responsibility. The first and most obvious problem is uncontrolled owners and dogs. Encouraging conservation means that the woods and grass belts should be as undisturbed as possible. The Trust asks that dogs run freely only on the fenced perimeter walk And dog poo need not be a feature of the Downland; owners need both to control their dogs and clear up after them - poo bins are supplied! The second problem is the people who cannot be bothered to walk to a gate or stile and so trample down or cut through the wire - do they come prepared for this? WHAT ARE OUR CURRENT NEEDS? First, interested people
Magog Down was created from the vision of a few people who grasped an opportunity and had the energy, enthusiasm and tenacity to stay with it through thick and thin. It was created from the support of many individuals and organisations and without that, the transformation could not have been achieved. It is a heritage for generations to come. For our children and grandchildren. For this generation and beyond. And it is the responsibility of all who walk there, who listen to the skylark, savour the sweet smell of the cowslip, watch the butterflies and bees, fly a kite, walk a dog, or just have a gentle meander from seat to seat, enjoying the sun and breeze. It's for you and me - for all of us. A precious oasis of peace. © The Magog Trust 2003 Updated: 4 September 2003 |