Tuesday, 29 August 2017
We were part of the South Coast Challenge for the Seven Sisters bit
Sometimes, you need to look at life from a different perspective.
These are our side bags for carrying stuff - Brae did carry dads loocos-aid
I did carry an assortment of other items - including a spider and a dead ant.
Dad had to carry all our water for the hike, so his backpack was the biggest and the heaviest.
It was wewy hot so we had to stop several times for a drink of water - fortunately Brae was quite cool cos he found his own shadow to sit in....
We looked out and realised the extent of our Saturday hike - If I could speak hooman I would tell dad what an utter, utter, utter, utter, utter, utter, utter, utter, utter, utter, utter, utter, B'stard he is
Dad though it would be nice iffin we marvelled at the sight of this flippin old lighthouse - Brea was clearly unimpressed
Just this big hill to climb down and we can find the sea.
AAAAAAHHHHH............................ and relax.
Have a quick dry off in the sunshine
And dad promised to take us along the sea front for an Ice Scream.. Yummy
Here is a map of the walk (excluding the seafront bit)
This is Brae in amongst the Bee Balm
This is me amongst the hay in the ....erm....hay field. I did spot dads pasty and was doooing a hovver.
This is a lock fingy where a boat has conveniently parked so Brae can investigate whether there is any samiches available
Ahhhh lubberly jubbely
We did play 'foller the leader' for a little bit, I did foller Brae the wrong way for ages - his direction-o-meter is completely wrong
Fortunately we did find a pub that served a Bloody Fine Harveys according to dad - so he had two of them.
We sat in the herb garden so we could be fanned cool by the bumbly bees..
This is Town Lock at Tonbridge
This is a map in case we want to do it again and dad loses his memory/marbles