R and R in South Devon (thats Rolo and wRiting)

November 1, 2012 at 12:58 am Leave a comment

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Yesterday I got bundled into the car and sat very quietly for about 2 and a 1/2 hours, never once piping up from my back seat pop up tent with ‘Are we there yet?’. Eventually we were. And this was a whole new adventure. Arriving late afternoon we immediately set out across Thurlestone Golf Course following footpaths to Bantham. Clearly the grown ups needed liquid refreshment after all that driving but I was too excited with the wind under my tail, jumping over the hillocks on top of the cliffs; finding rabbit holes and trying to listen ‘not to go too close to the edge’. Highlight of this particular walk was seeing the sea for the first time – wow!! that was sooooo exciting and there were lots of new friends to be made on the beach and then I found myself in the sea and jumping the waves and paddling about in the seaweed with a lurcher puppy and a collie. Suddenly I turned into a salty seadog! I had been warned not to drink the seawater but it just looked like any old big puddle to me. Euuukkkk! I won’t be in a hurry to do that again! The grown ups had forgotten that the clocks going back made it dark, and seem later that it actually was. To cut a dog blog short, it was 5.30 and the pub (The Sloop) didn’t open till 6.30pm so Mummy didn’t get her fishpie! I slept really well, and awoke for another seaside adventure.

This time we walked in the opposite direction, across South Milton Sands to Hope Cove. A lovely uppy downy walk which left the grown ups trying out all the benches someone had thoughtfully left strategically placed all along the cliff path. It was very very windy and my ears kept blowing inside out. Lucky really being small, you are close to the ground and get a bit of wind resistance being sheltered by bushes and suchlike. I wasn’t allowed on the beach much today – well not in the sea anyway. The sea was splashing up over the harbour walls at dear little Hope Cove, and I was ever so good in the Hope and Anchor whilst the grown ups indulged in massive fish and chips late lunch. There were lots of other dogs sat quietly under the tables. We all stared and each other in sympathy. A very long uphill walk home with the wind at our backs and the heavens opened and we all got soaked. None of us cared though and after a good rub down with a dry towel, and a full tummy I’m curled up in my basket waiting to watch Dallas. Yes they get Channel 5 down here in Devon!

It’s Halloween and there are a whole load of pumpkins in the phone box. Don’t know what that’s all about!
No doubt more adventures tomorrow – hope its a bit drier!


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