The Park is very big. It is probably bigger than some small European states, say Lichtenstein. This can be said safe in the knowledge that, though Windsorsoup cannot find out in the books how big it is in hectares or acres or square inches you do not know how big Lichtenstein is either.
Unauthorised vehicles are banned in the park so it is walking or cycling for most of us.
A village for the estate workers was constructed over sixty years ago; it has a cafe, a post office but unfortunately no pub. A tip is to get the bus which serves the village. It runs from Peascod Street Windsor to Ascot and helpfully is called the White Bus. The more astute amongst you might guess why it is called the White Bus but for our slower visitors here is a picture of one Mr Arthur Brownwindsor just missed.
One oddity is that somehow,
probably due to mild winters a flock of parakeets has managed to survive, indeed thrive in the park. Presumably they all have a permit.
On the eastern corner of the park is a beautiful enclosed garden, the Savill Garden. It has been given another page
Here we travel up to the park along the Long Walk, behind us the Castle, in front of us the statue widely know as the Copper Horse, really the King George III memorial with him dressed as a Roman Emperor. Then into the acres of parkland.