Back in the day before children (BC), I used to love a good walk on a Sunday, especially if it ended up with a big roast dinner and a glass of something alcoholic. Bliss. Now, life is different. We still go on walks, we just don’t get very far. The vision is always far removed from the reality. Our walks are perpetuated with desperate attempts to find things on the way that might make the little lovelies use their feet a bit more, with me acting way over-enthusiastic about things like rabbit poo and twigs. And there is a lot of bribery. But it’s slowly getting a bit easier.
Yesterday, with the help of chocolate buttons, we had a lovely wander to a place called High & Over near where I live. We have been here for two years, but we’ve never been to this place. I’m not sure how we missed it. We made a little treasure hunt of things to find on the way, and that seemed to do the trick to get their legs moving (a bit). Here are some of our pics.
Look at that face! And note how her wellies are on the back of the rucksack. She’s not even in footwear! We’d given up at that point.