I knew something wasn’t normal. I went out for an early walk and then had breakfast far earlier than usual. The car was loaded with some bags and I was put in my travel crate. We were soon on the motorway and heading north. I had no idea where we were going, but I knew it was a long way. The traffic got heavier and we got slower. I did wonder where we were going, and if we would get there. When we turned off the motorway, it was getting dark and I only just made out the sign that said “Welcome to the Lake District”.
I woke up early in the Lake District. I wondered if the hills and lakes would still be there, or was it all a dream? When I nosed around the curtains in the living room, I was so pleased that it was real. The hills must be high though, as they were draped in clouds which made me wonder more about them. Once we had been for a quick walk to the shop for some supplies and had breakfast, we were busying ourselves for the day ahead. I kept on checking to make sure the hills were still there, I couldn’t believe that I was actually here. I was harnessed up and then I knew it was time to explore this wonderland. We went across the beck which I think is what describes a small river. It looked more like a normal river to me. We went through gates and then past drystone walls.
I was allowed to stroll through mud and then stood in the water running off the fells. The paths were quite stony and we were going up hill and down hill. It was great fun. We stopped on a grassy knoll and the view was brilliant all the way back across Ullswater to Glenridding.
We kept strolling around the edge of Ullswater, and I even got to sniff in the ferns and the trees around the path. Sometimes the path went down quite steeply and I had to be good and walk to heel. This was quite difficult as I was really excited and I wanted to explore everywhere and everything. We seemed to go for miles and it was great. I still couldn’t believe I was here, on a holiday, in the Lake District. We kept on stopping to enjoy the views. Even I could appreciate them. I was getting tired but I still had excited ears. We were wandering back and we met a BT called Buster who was 13 years old. He said he had been here before, walked something called Striding Edge, but liked the lower paths now. He was really nice, we woofed for ages. We came off the hills after some considerable time and decided we would go to Glenridding for some quick noms for M&D. We wandered about and found a nice spot to eat a sausage roll. It should be noted that I got no sausage roll. We sat by Glenridding Beck, which sadly flooded in winter 2016 and caused a lot of damage to the town. We wandered down onto the edge of Ullswater and I went for a paddle.
It was great, I loved the cool water on my paws and that it tasted nice too. There was a spaniel playing fetch the stick from the water. She was having great fun, she said I should try it. I explained that I’m not allowed off lead as I’m rubbish at recall and would run away.