LAST Sunday we went for a walk on Red Hill with Alice and Maddie and her brother Claude (who we had met long ago when they were good and sweet puppies that didn't eat sausage dogs and bite humans). Luckily he remembered us and didn't want to eat us at all. But Alice still kept them both on their leads as they have a habit of bounding into the middle distance after small animals.
Just as Claude is the king of dogs (to me), this is the king of proteas.We turned off the main path and enjoyed the view over Long Beach and Noordhoek and Chapmans Peak as we walked down the hill - Alice with the two handsome, if easily distracted, Bouviers firmly in hand.
Did I hear the word TEA?
Lets have tea up there. That's a good spot for tea. Come on. Lets go lets go lets go letsgo. Claude, all shaven and shorn, wanted to go up there.
I wonder what he can see up there?
Yikes, a rock dog monster! We can't go up there.
This is a better tea spot. Ocean View and Kommetjie spread out beneath us.
After tea we descended a steep hill and thought we might end up in Ocean View, but suddenly the path took a left turn and headed back up the hill
into pink and purple fields of flowers:
Darktip Heath (Erica corifolia),
Sticky Heath (Erica viscaria),
one of the impossible ericas,
Hangertie (Erica plukenetti),
and the Beautiful Heath (Erica pulchella)
being munched by a large and ugly weevil.
Lots of swallows swooping,
Dougal was a little bit footsore and weary but he kept bounding into the bushes after mice and goggas which didn't help.
Some newly opening flowers of Anaxeton laeve
Is this some sort of complicated dance. Humans one way, dogs opposite? Who knows. But I am doing EVERYTHING that those cool Bouviers do.
Down to the Kleinplaas Dam for a dip.
Another pink flower, a buchu - Agathosma.
You gotta love him!
A Kleinplaas Dam Monster!Cousin of the Loch Ness one that we wee Scots are familiar with.)
Another swim in another dam. We three black dogs were unperrturbed by monsters, but just where is Dougal? Hmmmm?