It's lovely when you find a surprisingly nice dog walk. Obviously not everywhere has the mountains we love but we are currently on our way to the mountains. Big ones. The Pyrenees. In our campertruck.
We had a yummy dinner with Rachel, then a quick stop at the supermarket on the way to the Dover ferry to catch a cheap, middle of the night ferry. We didn't get passed the supermarket as unforseen alternator problems meant we were stuck where we had parked. A kind store manager, a bit of googling, a few hours sleep (at least we were travellng in our home) & then enough early morning sunshine on our solar panels enabled us to start our campertruck and get to a local truck repair centre.
So here we are, Leelu and I, in Leybourne Lakes country park, around the corner from the truck repair centre, enjoying a lovely spring morning: The buds are coming out on the trees, there are muddy paths as well as managed paths, the anglers have medway accents and are cheery. There are coots, grebes and swans on the lakes and bullfinches, blue tits and long tailed tits singing in the trees and people you pass that say hello.
One of the nicest meetings was with a lady with a golden labrador. He was terrified, in the same way that Leelu is terrified when he meets another dog, not all barky but quiet and also clamped to the floor. It took a while for us to be able to move but I managed to move Leelu off the path enough that the other dog could skittle past. It was so odd to see from the other perspective but so nice to meet someone with the same type of loving , yet scardy dog.
