Wednesday 15 March 2017

4th March, 26km Lewes and South Downs Hike

Days hike from Lewes taking in the South Downs Way


Brae was still sleepy when we arrived

This is a picture of a hill fing that we was climbing. If you look really hard you can see ........erm..............the....................ummm..................wind.

This is my handsome bruvver Brae. In his head there is a little ball bearing that goes round and round and round. When it stops, he has an idea - today it never stopped going around so he never finked about anyfing

A Braes-eye view of Newhaven looking from a hilltop in Lewes

This is my good side

This is Braes 'chubby side'

We was finking of doing a run down the hill - but it was a long way back up again - so we finked we would stay here instead and sniff out dads sarnies.

Sometimes we have to pull dad up the hills.


Brae is giving you a cheeky chappie smile - he was quite grubby at this stage and needs to make a visit to the dishwasher.

Me n Brae was too busy larfing cos Wilson looked like him has a bush growing out of his back.

The Master of the Walk crafted this delightful map so we didnt get lost (more than once)


Monday 6 March 2017

Feb-March Walking break in the Shropshire Hills

Our stay in the wonderful  Shropshire hills at this dog friendly Hotel


This is a pub fing where dad did getted beer and food, and a bed and we did snooze on the floor.
It is called the Castle Hotel in Bishops Castle.

We did get well dirty and dad did have to throw Brae into a stream to get clean, Brae did get the wusk cos he does a frighten of water that may have angery pelicans hiding under the surface. I has no fear of angery pelicans so I did a swim in the water until the dirt did wash away.

This is the tricksy path that leads to the wartyfall at the end - Brae did a wun away in the wrong direction.

Once he had got is direction-a-scope working properly he did change into some sort of mountain goat.

We has discovered that Brae likes the snow wewy much.


I did shutted my eyes cos Brae was going to do a roly-ploly in the heathers and I didnt want to be embarrassed at his idiotness.

I was standing like a noble prince in the snow

Brae was getting ready to lay one of his special eggs - so he had to make a snow-nest


School chidlers had been this way throwing all their ham samwiches about so I did gobble them up like a little hoover

This post was sticking out of the ground with some words on it... erm..... just sayin

 Then I did a Bork


The countryside was as flat as and pandacake on this side of the Edge. Major somebody-or-anuvver did a leap off of here  .............  Twit

Me and Brae  discovered that long grass is good for hiding in - but it is only as good as the amount of time you can keep a Bork hidden inside you.

Brae is a dirty little *@&%er

A smoll amount of dirt did getted stuck to my fur too

So we went to Much Wenlock to show the luverly peoples our dirt

We is being a 2-headed monster

It was so peaceful on top of the hills

 Then I did a Bork

Brae is in the pub

We is in the pub


Brae is a sleep

And this is us being really happy and our weeks worth of climbing fings (ps.. Brae is not being attacked by a blue sneck)