I don't know why the name Wild Boar was chosen but I imagine in past times the area would be one that would be the perfect terrain for these animals, although it has been hundreds of years since they roamed around the woods, wiped out by hunting. Despite this their name lives on in names of inns and here
in Cumbria as Wild Boar Fell with its distinctive flat top I can imagine them roaming the fells and drinking water from this stream which eventually becomes the River Ure. Despite wild boar becoming extinct in Britain it has accidentally been reintroduced as these wily beasts have escaped from farms and zoos. They haven't made their way back to Cumbria but there are pockets of wild boar around the country, mainly in southern England. Unlike other wildlife escapees they find the climate perfectly to their taste as they were originally a native species and these pictures of them in the Forest of Dean show them foraging in the snow here.
An entry to ABC Wednesday, a journey through the alphabet, this week sojourning at W here