14 February 2017

Tall, tall trees

On Sunday the Alph went cycling in a drizzle and we met Thea and Tessa and Sue and Honey in the tall dark forest of Newlands. We were not sure what this notice was trying to tell us, but the Food Lady said it looks like what is going on inside her head most of the time. 
I enjoyed the cool water of the mountain pools,
and the food lady found some flowers - Blue Salvia (Salvia chamelaeagnea) under the trees. Actually Sue and Thea drew her attention to them.
But she did spot this Rain Spider guarding her nest.
We were very grateful for the misty, damp morning - perfect Scottie weather after all the heat and wind.
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In fact it made Tessa and Laddie go crazy,
but me and Honey just plodded on - admittedly my tail was higher.
Into the deep dark forest - past these lovely bracken ferns (Pteridium aquilinum).
They had to duck under the trees sometimes, unlike me. This is a Wild Almond (Brabejum stellatifolium).
Laddie running to catch up under the Wild Almonds.
At the end we discovered that we had accidently left the Woodcutters for Pixie Littlewort's trail. We were sorry when it was time to get into the car and go home 'cause we could have walked in this forest for hours. 

06 February 2017

Along Long Beach

This morning we arranged to walk along Long Beach, Kommetjie, so that we could link up with the Alph after his cycle around the peninsula. We got there a bit early and did a short walk down the milkwood tree-lined road in Kommetjie,
and onto a boardwalk at Skilpadsvlei.
Even though the board next to the boardwalk said dogs were allowed, the Food Lady wouldn't let us off our leads to chase hadedas and other dogs.
She said I was getting deaf and couldn't be trusted to come back. Huh!
So she looked at all the restios and sedges like these Ficinia nodosa plants that Laddie thoughtfully enriched with urea.
On the way back we saw some surfer gels walking down the milkwood road. We thought we wouldn't mind living here. It seems like paradise.
We then met Sue and Honey, Claire from England, and Pauline, and set off on our long walk along Long Beach where there were surfers in the sea, and kids in the surf,
and dogs on the cold cold water's edge. Honey really is not into other dogs like us.
I didn't want to share my new friends' love (and possible treats) with this whippersnapper Yorkie pup.
We walked all the way to the lagoon, past some cormorants and gulls and tremendous views. 
Then it was a long debate as to where to have Sue's birthday tea.
While they were discussing matters, Laddie went for a swim in the lagoon and a roll on the deliciously green and frothy edge. It was a bit far for me as I am definitely feeling my 10 and a half years these days.
On the way to the perfect tea spot we ran into another Scottie called Maisie. Laddie was instantly smitten. I just said to her that if there were any treats going I had first dibs. She was quite understanding and said "Be my guest."
I think Maisie rather liked Honey, even though Honey had to snap her teeth at her a few times.
Maisie's mom made a fuss of us both, and Laddie was quite embarrassingly soppy. I maintained a suitable standoffishness.
Back through the wonderfully stinky kelp. Note that I am on the lead to stop me eating too much. Such indignity.
Suddenly Laddie picked up a scent. What could it be?
Why, it was the Alph, back from his ride and coming to join us for tea and bubbles. We were overjoyed to see him.
Tea on Long Beach, Pauline, Claire, the Alph, Sue and Honey. A slightly belated happy birthday for Sue, 
with bubbles at sea-level - the lowest we have sunk to!
Laddie sporting his lagoon-green mud beads in his face hair.
I don't think this Bulldog is liking what he smells. Yikes, better move on.
Talk to the tail Mr Bulldog!
A sashay to the right,
and I am in step with my silly Lad friend who is always there for me. Life is good.

29 January 2017

The wig, wig, wiggle, wiggle, waggle o' the kilt

A Scottie Walk you say? Now?
Did I hear you say "Scottie Walk"? Better get up then.
We are all waiting ...
We walked through the Green Point Urban Park towards the lighthouse where we normally meet Gordon and David and Luna,
past some large footprints that smelled like Rock Monsters who had escaped from the mountain during the night and came down to the sea.
Then we came across Mac and Abigail in their special doggy pushchairs,
with Irene and Snippie and Pam,
and Estea with a toy Scottie called Fergus who is travelling the world.
Laddie found a friend who rather fancied him for a change. Yuk! Soppy dogs.
It was a lovely day and we wiggled and waggled our kilts along the promenade while para-gliders fell from the sky. 
Lots of peeps were in the sea but every beach we came to said "NO DOGS ALLOWED!" I was sad as I just love to dip my hot tummy into the cold cold sea.
There was lots happening as we walked past,
and lots of new puppies to meet. This is Scott the puppy, with Dougal and his Jack Russell brother called Luigi (I think).
Jock at the foot of the Pink Poodle/Piddle bench.
And is this another puppy? No, its just Fergus. (Read all about this Scotty toy with itchy feet here.)
We also met Tessa who is Haggis's new sister.
And Harvey found a friend too. They played and chased and ran crazily for a few minutes,
then Harvey came back to the Scotty Walk for more attention. What a crazy dog he is.
Can we have a piddle on the Pink Poodle/Piddle bench pleeeez. Harvey is asking.
But, like most fun things, the answer was NO!. But we had a lovely walk even though we were hot and tired when we went home to find the Alph had returned from his ride, also hot but not too tired.