Sunday the 7th of October, a beautiful sunny day, I’m just debating where I could take Sal and Jasp for a nice leisurely walk, when the phone rings……..it’s Deb, my youngest daughter.
“Hi mum, do you fancy going for a walk somewhere, I can go and pick up Bonzo”
Bonzo is a year old springer spaniel, who Deb will often walk for a work colleague when he’s on a long shift.
We decided on the Lickey Hills as it is only about ten miles away. The Lickeys are reported to have inspired Tolkiens Middle Earth Shires, though I’ve never seen any hobbits there 😉
There’s plenty of room for three dogs in my motor, once the rear seats are down, so, with Sal and Jasp settled in, I drove down to pick up Debs and Bonzo. Opening the door for him, he leapt in without hesitation, skidding to a halt against the door at the other side, S and J totally shocked at the whirlwind that had just burst into their serene atmosphere, just stared at him. I can just imagine them……………who the F***is that????
During the short drive to the Lickey Hills Country Park, Bonzo insisted of checking the journey from every window…….’are we there yet? wow,look at that cloud!, what we stopped for?, yeah, were off again, wow, another cloud!’…….all this time, Jasp is like an old granddad, ‘huh! youngsters of today huh!’ and Sal has curled up as small as she can, occasionally lifting her top lip, to reveal her teeth, when he got too close. Not that he took a blind bit of notice.
Parking the motor near Beacon Hill, I opened the rear door to lift Jasp out, Sal jumps out, and Bonzo, on the end of his lead, flies out.
Copied from Wiki:……Just a kilometre north of the monument, on top of Beacon Hill, is the toposcope made in the early twentieth century by the Cadbury family, standing next to the Ordnance Survey triangulation point. A small castelated structure was built to rehouse the toposcope in 1988 to celebrate the centenary of the park. It is 297 metres above sea level and provides the best views, of the city of Birmingham and surrounding counties, that the park provides.
S&J are just sniffing around, as Deb unclips Bonzo’s lead. Whooooooooooooooosh, suddenly, this little bundle of firework shot past us, he reminded me of the old fashioned jumping cracker firework, not quite knowing where to go next…………Wow look at that blade of grass!……..wow clouds!………wow more grass……….wow clouds, grass, dogs, people, dogs, grass………………
I did try to get some photos, but I’d only taken my small compact camera, so by the time it had decided to focus, he’d vanished again.
It was total pot luck that I got anything at all, panning the camera with him, and pressing the shutter when I thought I may be in luck 😆
Third time lucky….
I was amazed to find this was in focus.
We continued around the park, until we came across the man made ponds. Bonzo, up until this moment had remained fairly clean, but, I guess it’s a near impossibility to keep a gundog out of water.
I’m afraid it’s not a very good photo again, probably caused by me laughing………….until the reality of the fact hit, that he would be returning home in MY motor 😮
We didn’t have much trouble though, finding some slightly cleaner muddy water to get most of the mud off, and Bonzo certainly didn’t object to being TOLD to go in.
After a half hour play in the grass with a great dane, he was beginning to look more like the dog we’d set off with.
Making our way back to Beacon Hill, and Bonzo the hurricane still hurtling round, I at last managed to capture a photo of the three dogs, otherwise no proof at all that S&J had even been on this walk.
Did he tire at all? ………………NO!
though he slowed enough for me to capture a half decent pic of him with Deb 🙂
The journey home, was in a similar vein to the one going…………… so much to see, so much to do, and only a second to do it all in! 🙂