10K appledore circular 4th June 2016

We did go wunnin around Appledore taking in the Saxon Shore Path and the Royal Military Canal

But first we had to get there. Brae is looking wewy grumpy with his face hanging out of the car.

Dad made us sit by this post, but we was too exited to pose, so we didnt, we rolled in the grass instead

We had to have our leads on cos of them pesky sheep wunnin about crashing into each uvver.

Pesky sheeps wunnin about in a swamp like a gaggle of .........erm...............er...........Sheeps

Brae finded some long fresh grass to eat like a moo-cow

Then he finded the Butty-cups

Then we finded the Butty-cups

We both jumped into the butty-cups to see if we liked butter, instead we gettid all yellow

This is a picture of my fluffy butt in a wheat field

This is a picture of Braes fluffy butt weeing on some wheat that will probably turn up in your toast

 We attacked mum wiv our tummies (that will teach her grrrr)

Brae said he spotted the odd plant out (hes a bit of an orticulturalist)

We got back to the car in time for a lay down

25K Circular walk from Lewes, Castle Hill Nature Reserve, East Sussex.

We did a big stomp in the South Downs starting from Lewes 

This is a stupid windmill that did try and hide in a cloud, but me and Brae spotted it before it escaped.

Me and Brae wiv dad

I did find sumfing good to sniff while Brea was watching cobwebs. He finked it would be funny to eat a spider. I telled him that it would build a web in his tummy and trap all the food so he could'nt have any more food........ever. That made him cry so I did larf at my own joke

This is Brae after he sicked the spider out, he is much happier now. I is lookin majestically at the misty horizon towards Telscombe Cliff .

Someone made the mistake of getting a sand-wich out so me n Brae dribbled a lot until he gived us a crisp.

The grass was very wet and the clouds did start to bugger-off so I could see a lot further. There wasn't much to see though so I just finked about sumfing else.

Brae was looking hard at a leaf cos he was scared there might be anuvver spider. Then Frank sneaked up to do a photo-bomb. I didnt smell it but Brae said it was orrible.

We sat and looked at some norty sheeps.

If you look really hard you can see............erm.............erm.............I dunno, it was there a minute ago.

We steeled a drink from this orsey troff. 

Me and Frank was havin a drink while Brae talked to an orse. I dunno why cos he cant talk orse langwidge.

We pertended to be chased by this giant farm fing.

Brae showed Martin his bum and we did scoff sum fig biskits.

We did have lots of big views and big hills to clime.

We all sticked our tungs out to see who had got a lucky spot on it. Wilson did win. I don't know why we play this game, cos Wilson always wins.

This is the last hill to go down.

Brae sat down and pulled his 'stupid' face - he does that a lot cos I finked he has lost his marbles sometimes.

This is the way down so I asked Brae wevver he wanted to wun down with me.

So he did.

When we gotted home I did sleep on Brae.

Martin did colour this map in so he didn't get lost

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