Even when visiting family or friends for the weekend, having a dog means we still need to get out for a walk! We were over in the Wirral, so on the Saturday Dora and I took Bali to the beach at West Kirby. It was cold, with an unwelcome biting wind, and everywhere was dull and grey. The tide was in and you could hardly see Hilbre Island.
Little Trekkers Ambassadors
We must have the best customers in the World. They have been telling us for years about all the great things they get out and do with their families and we thought it was about time the World knew about it. This is not a ‘Places to go with the kids’ resource in a traditional sense. There’s lots of good websites out there already that can tell you the opening times and entry costs into the many hundreds of attractions that there are across the country.
This is about real experiences, in real places, by real families who get out there in this magnificent country of ours and do stuff. Great stuff! Stuff that you will look back on and remember for the rest of your life. Places that you may never have thought to go, things that you may never have thought to do. Told by those who have been there and done it, and want to pass it on to inspire other families to do the same. These are our Little Trekkers Ambassadors. They lead the way ….
There is a spot near us on the North Wessex Downs where the wind whips across the top of the hills, sending trees swaying and children bent over as they battle against it to reach the top. It's also the site of Combe Gibbet, erected in 1676 to hang the murderous lovers George Broomham and Dorothy Newman. The one that stands today is a replica, but it's a grisly reminder of the past.
We live on the valley floor, at an altitude of 720m.The peaks that surround us are considerably higher (the Grand pic de Belledonne which looms large behind our house tops out at 2977m), meaning that often while we are having rain in the valley, snow is falling higher up.
Dora had her first camping experience in our camper van in February in North Wales when she was 3 months old. We drove up enthusiastically only to find that all the campsites were either shut for the winter and looked at us like we were crazy, or didn't take dogs.
It's been a funny mix of weather recently, hard to predict what you're going to get! We headed to Longshaw Estate to get some fresh air and found ourselves driving into the car park with snow on the ground.
When you look out of the window on a wet dreary day sometimes it is difficult to pull yourself out from under your Duvet; but if you manage to pull yourself outside you always feel better for it.
I always carry a group shelter if we are somewhere remote or exposed to the weather. In winter, this means I sometimes take a shelter on what might be considered benign adventures. Usually, the shelter isn’t needed and, although it doesn’t weigh much, a niggling feeling of carrying unnecessary kit begins to take hold. But every now and then, something happens that proves just how useful a group shelter can be…
Boat, beach, BBQ – three words which generate excitement in children and adults alike. On a fun-packed trip to visit friends near Padstow, Cornwall our first day out culminated with this trio of promised fun.
In NE Scotland, schools still get 2 weeks off in October that in times past were to allow schoolchildren to help harvest potatoes from the fields, hence the name Tattie Holidays. They’re probably my favourite school holiday because Aberdeenshire bursts into colour at this time of year. So as usual we spent most of it exploring some of the woods around and about. As fellow Ambassador Jennie said in her latest post, often the best walks are the unplanned ones – most of those October days we just pulled on our wellies, grabbed a windproof raincoat, jumped in the car, and headed to one of our favourite spots.
The winter this year up North has been grand with a dusting of snow showing up every week or so. Yorkshire which is always a beautiful place looks even more wonderful with a dusting of the white stuff. We love the snow and try not to let a lot little thing like the cold weather stop us or our little un’ Jasper from enjoying the outdoors.
The summer is definitely slipping away from us now, the clocks are wound back, the nights are darker and the log burner is lit......but our memories from this summer are still fresh in our minds.
During the school Christmas holidays, the minxes set up their usual refrain: “Nooo! We don’t want to go for a long, boring walk! We want to stay in the warmth and watch TV and gorge ourselves on chocolate till we can’t move!” I may be paraphrasing just a tiny bit, but I’m sure you’ve all experienced the same attitude at times. As luck would have it (!) our heating broke down for a week, so it soon became warmer outside than in. Perfect for winkling my trio out for some fresh air and exercise!