Oliday Part 2: The Lakes

Ello for you. I do back for tellin you wot we did be doin in the second half of our olidays. You did leave me an Lola sittin in the back of the car waitin for the off and we did get there after only a short drive up from Detbshire to Cumbria.

This is where we woz stayin in the little village of Satterthwaite, wot do be near Coniston....



It is the ouse where my pal Ziggy do live in when he do not be livin round the corner from us in Surrey. Becos it is Ziggy's ouse we was confident it would be good for dogs and we did soon see that it was well equipped for doggie pawsons...



....Willium demonstrates the Dog Hat!

We did ave a look round the garden, but we did discover that it was not dog-proofed and there was sheeps in the field right nex door so we couldnt wander about sniffin like wot we usually does. Owever, Willium and dad did discover a zip wire hidin up the tree...



...and they woz up it all afternoon like two monkeys up a tree. When we had settled in and tested all the beds....



.....we did go to the local pub. Mum and dad was talkin about how dogs might not be welcome and wot would we do if that appen. When the pub open at 7pm, there was 11 humans and 8 dogs goin fru da door! Question answered!!

Dad order some drinks for everyone. Willium is claimin that this photo was either a acccident or a set up...



We did ave a nice sleep in Ziggy's bed and on Fursday mornin we did meet our friends, wot do also live in Ashtead and woz stayin nearby. We did decide we would go and ave a walk up a hill and we set off. I went wiv Izzy in case she did not know the way...



...and we did get "up close and personal" wiv da local ram. I gibbed him the eye and he gibbed me the eye back. I prolly would have won but Izzy did say me we had to go and catch up with the rest of the pawty.

We woz headin up the Old Man of Coniston. Wikipedia do say me that "The Old Man of Coniston is a fell in the Furness Fells in the English Lake District. It is 2,634 feet (803 m) high, and lies to the west of the village of Coniston and the lake of the same name, Coniston Water. ...The mountain has also seen extensive slate mining activity for eight hundred years and the remains of abandoned mines and spoil tips are a significant feature of the north east slopes. There are also several flocks of sheep that are grazed on the mountain". I tellin you all these fings is true and woz slippin and slidin over loose slate all day and also did see a mine.

I gibbed the mountain a good sniff before we set off...



Mum was finkin this walk was gonna take about two hours or so. I tell you more bout this later. After a bit, we did stop so the children could ave a closer look for the best way up...



...and up and up we went. We woz havin sum trubble readin our map and we did get a bit off the beaten paff but we keep goin and Lola an me was sniffin and runnin about a bit and keepin up wiv everyone and was happy to be off our lead cos we dint see no sheeps on the lower slopes. After a bit we did get to a big lake high up in the hills...



....and we did start to worry that mebbe the walk was takin a long time and had we bited off more than our pawsons could chew. The omens was not good for others who had tried it....



....but we decided to carry on cos it was still sunny and warm. At this point, Lola did spy some sheeps hidin up the grassy hill and taked off at high speed to say ello for dem. Dad did ave to go sprintin after her cos sometimes farmers do be shooting dogs who do chase sheeps. He had to run up very steep bank leapin from rock to rock. He comed back after 5 minnits wiv Lola in tow and sweatin from his brow cos there had been a very steep cliff over the top and someone could have fallen off it and been deaded. Our walkin did then gets quite hard and there was some bits wot dad did ave to pick us up as we scrambled up steep rawks. However, we did gets to the top...



....and NO, mum was not rilly wearin a bag on her head but she dussnt like bein on the internets so we duz this to presevre her anonymitee...

We did walk for miles and by the time we gets back to Coniston we hadz been walkin for 5 hours and 30 minnits and everyone was tried and we did ave to go to the pub for our dinner. Cos we dint bring any dog food, I had to settle for a ham sammidge and some chips.

Nex day was rubbish cos it was rainin like the biblical flood and we did stay inside all days until dad did be brave and takes me out for a little walk. We dint take no piktures cos of bein scared we would damage the camera but we did ave to take one snap off dis fing we did see on the paff...



...it was big as a football and dad dint let me sniff it in case it was bad. We did go straight ome where we did some loafin about....



...and Willium did amuse us by playin wot appear to be a vuvuzela wot was hanging over the fire...



On Saturday, I did give dad the "lets go for a walk" face....



and so we did go out to Eltewater for a short two hour walk. We did ave a paddle in the stream...



...and Lola was so appy to see them ducks that she jump right in the stream and go for her first swim. Mum say she fink it was accident and Lola dint look very appy when she got out.

We did ave a rilly nice oliday and the only fing wot we was not expectin was that we dint see any border terriers in the Lakes. We woz expectin to see undreds but we dint meet any. I fink mebbe was juss one of dem fings.

Marly Bonnington....woof