Showing posts with label North Downs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label North Downs. Show all posts

Monday, 25 March 2019

2nd March 2019 - 28km North downs hike.

Our route across the North Downs on a slightly damp day in March

Brae likes to be at the front so we can enjoy the magnificence of his giant fluffy butt.

I was doin a perturb sitting next to a certain death drop

Everybody was reading a map, cos they didn't know where they were going

aha...… an open vista where I can sing sweet tunes into the wind - or do a giganticus BOOORK.

Brae is doin a float in the air

Brae joinded in an a humungus BOOORK

They is lost again - Hoomans is so silly, you only has to follow your nose

Me n Brae doin a speed past..... voooom.

What th... did you say samich

We gettid tied up cos we is a pain in the arspe when there is a porky pie or samich bein bandied about

Heckin great pile of steps - better going down than up... trust I

Ah the field at the beginning/end of our hike - just the pub to head for now.

This is the line of dots that joins up to be some sort of route that we sort of follow.

Monday, 24 July 2017

23rd July, Aylesford up onto the North Downs Circular

Sunday afternoon hike from Aylesford

 up to the North Downs taking in the little village of Eccles



This is the mostest stupid orse troff ever - how is I supposed to fit in this


Check out my collection of Burrs - I calls them my friends

This field is particularly good for looking from - we looked East, we looked West, we looked Norf and we  looked South. There was nuffink interesting so we looked down


Brae finked he had found the bones of a cave-man and was going to dig them up cos he needed a snack


Don't look at this megalithic 'dolmen' burial chamber...... Look at Brae. Its all me, me, me, me with that Brae.

Brae goes in for the orse kiss but accidentally did a bark instead - will he never learn.


This is a flippin mangy vineyard. It has the tiniest grapes. We has better grapes at home, the size of apples..............erm...............hang on............................I fink the variety is called Apple tree.

I was just heading off into the savannah for a poop... just like a lion.


I have absolutely nuffink to say about this picture apart from...............nuffink


Here is the map that we follered.

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)


Saturday, 22 August 2015

26K Hike on the North Downs Taking in Wye and Chilham

Saturday 22nd August 2015

Brae had been a good boy and earned his special walking harness - he is not the 'master of disaster' yet but working his way up

Brae did see a fesant, flying fingy that he wanted to eat


It was so hot that we were playing a game called 'who can be the best shadow' Frank did win cos he is .......erm........black

It was a very big hill that we wanted to wun down, but we would have had to wun up again..........so we didn't do that.

We helped pull dad along the grass


Ha.Ha. I did spy some sheepsys trying to hide from me. They were rubbish cos one went baaaaaaaaaaaaa.

We pertended to be a train, It was Braes turn to be the enjin and Franks turn to be the guards van. It was my turn to roll in poop, so I did.



Brae said my face stinked like poop so he wasn't going to talk to me


Frank and Wilson said my face stinked like poop so they were not going to talk to me eever.

I is smiling cos I eated a banana - Wilson is sticking his tung out cos he has got a spot stuck on it.


Me and Brae had a barf in this troff thing. It was full of weeds and water.


We is a 2 headed dog.      arf......arf


We stopped for a swim in the river Stour.


Me, Frank and Wilson telled dirty jokes to eachuvver cos Brae had gone away - (he is too little for them jokes)


This is a rural scene wiv and combine arvester in it. I watched as it gobbled up the rape seed. What a piggy


We was knackered so I had 40 winks - then we went to the pub and I had anuvver 40 winks - Brae cant count yet so he had to stay awake.


This is where we did go - thanks Tony for the colouring-in