Another early morning wake up call could mean only one thing. We are off for another adventure so I can show Lenny more walks and shenanigans in some of the lovely places around the Chilterns. We went for a whizz around the garden. It was a whizz for Lenny but a stroll for me as I have managed to damage my leg so I am on light duties. A quick breakfast and we find ourselves being loaded into the car and off we set. Who knows where? We know not.
Through the town and down the lanes, up the hill and past the pub sadly damaged by fire. The road winds and twists away into the distance as we travel in a direction I find vaguely reminiscent. Lenny leant on me through our travel crate bars and I reassured him that we were probably going somewhere fun and hopefully exciting. We were going somewhere good, as its turns out. Once the car stopped and the boot opened we both arooed as we could smell all the lovely scents of the forest filling our eager noses. This is Wendover Woods I told him. He looked at me blankly. We were harnessed to a human and gently allowed out of the car. When I say gently, what I actually mean is we leapt out and tried to run after the squirrel that had darted across behind us. Mum and dad weren’t particularly impressed.
Off to the trails, we followed the path down the hill, turning left and right, sniffing all the while in the bracken and scrub which hugged the paths and covered the ground around the trees. There were so many scents here, we were both tired after a fairly short period of time. I looked at Lenny and he had a huge grin on his face, his tongue was hanging out and his eyes were trying to take in as much scenery as they could. We stopped to have a drink of water and found we were on the edge of the woods, with the fields and small villages beyond stretching away to the horizon. Lenny was loving these new scents and sights. I was quite enjoying it as well, to be honest.
We set off and immediately got onto an uphill section of the forest track. This is where our “four paw drive” comes into effect as we helped our respective human climb the hill with relative ease. Just as we thought the walk was over we heard the words “ooh look, there’s a trail to Boddington Hill Fort there, shall we go and see what its like?” We needed no second invitation so Lenny and I set off pulling the parents along the trail.
Back to the car and loaded in for the trip home and I can see that he’s not looking at me blankly any longer. We both fell asleep with “silly grins” on our faces. Another quick whizz around the garden when we arrived home and we were happily snoozing on our comfy beds.
Lenny and I can recommend Wendover Woods, its a great place for furs and humans alike. They even have things for the children to do with tree top walks and adventure areas. And there is the big scary Gruffalo looking out over the landscape. We didn’t see him this time so maybe next time we visit.
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