Change is afoot.
I’ve never stood eye-to-eye politically with the village I have called, for the last 24 years, my home. Whilst not outwardly party political, my family has always had a left-leaning outlook on life that is at odds with the traditionally Conservative views of the Majority. To add further flies to the ointment, I’ve come to realise there is an inherent distrust for Change amongst the movers and shakers of village life. And so, it shouldn’t really surprise me then that the reception to the proposals to build a windfarm on the old airfield has been less than favourable.
As far as I can see, their reasons for saying ‘NO’ are the stock complaints to the wind industry. Appearance, house values and noise top the list along with the general sense that it would lead to an ‘industrialisation’ of the countryside – a bad argument to choose when the proposed site sits opposite the Industrial estate!
Now for a little back-story.
Kimbolton is, with maybe the exception of Cape Town, one of the windiest places I have ever known. I understood the term ‘prevailing wind’ when I was still in Primary School, and soon after learnt that whichever direction you cycle in, you will always be going against the wind.
The village itself is in a shallow valley, but once you’ve climbed the ‘hill’ (and having lived in Cornwall, I use the term loosely), there are very few bumps in the landscape ‘til you hit the Wash. In other words, there’s no natural windbreak. So it’s hardly surprising that the area has been picked out by the planners – it’s perfect!
But what about the site?
Used in WW2 by the American Airforce, the ‘Stop the Bicton Windfarm’ group would like you to believe that it is a historic piece of ground, a cornerstone in the county’s history. Personally, I feel that this report by the BBC is slightly closer to the truth.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love the airfield. Currently training for a Triathlon, both my running and cycle routes take me up there on a regular basis. And walk up there on a cold, clear autumn evening when the mist rises from the ground, you’ll understand where ghost stories come from – it’s bleak and yet beautiful at the same time.
But the fact of the matter is it’s completely unloved.
I’m not quite sure now where this blog post is going. I fear this may lead to others and I have an unshakeable urge to make mischief building up inside me. My current situation won’t allow me to start a counter-campaign quite yet, but as a once active member of this community, I feel it is my duty to say it how it is.
It all started with a leaflet from the Stop the Bicton Windfarm campaign (which, incidentally is being run by someone I have never heard of (and lets recap I’ve lived here for 24 years!)). This led to a sneak peak at the website, which is, by the way, completely misleading. That photo at the top of the page isn’t the proposed site at all – it’s at the other end of the village. In fact, there isn’t a picture of the proposed site on the whole of the website. It’s truly ridiculous. If you say that the land’ll be ruined by the appearance of these monstrosities, show us the land that’ll be ruined!
I could go on, but I won’t……….. yet.
Gah! It’s the only word to describe the anger, the sheer closed-mindedness, the innate distrust for any sort of positive change and the Nimbyism! As a member of the generation who is going to have to deal with the climate fiasco, I’m standing tall with my convictions.
We, as a nation, nay, as a planet, are soon going to be facing an energy crisis. Wind, whilst it has its faults, is a clean, renewable, and constant source of power. Kimbolton, in this case, is blessed with a strong and reliable wind, which has a definite prevailing direction. Apart from two outlying farms, the proposed site is far away from all the villages stated in the website, and will help secure a greener future for the generation to come.
Something has to be done, because if the planet continues to warm and the sea-level predictions are true then, as I said before, the land surrounding Kimbolton is flat from here to the sea!
I am planning on writing a letter to our village magazine in support of the proposals, which I hope will lead to a reasoned debate of the issue.
