We picked Quincey up on the first of May and promptly tried to walk his legs off and get some training in. I think he had a baptism of fire coming from a household where his previous owner was bed bound, but he loved it.
Betty arrived as Quincey got out of the van - don't think it was love at first sight!
Candlestick Moss walk with Sally and John; Q's first long walk - second day he was with us!
Fire pit and BBQ time - first of the year
The start of the tennis ball fetish
At the top!
The Boss comes to visit.
Another Boys walk this time over Finsthwaite - trying to get them all to sit and look at the camera at the same time was like herding cats - and that was just the lads!
Witherslack Woods walk
Arnside
And back on Rocky Common and the regular walk
Time for school - gundog classes
And finally in Mungrisdale and on Bowscales Fell.
We also managed a camper van trip to Devon, a mix of lovely and horrendous weather! We dropped Quincey off at Jen's on the way down.
Quincey's first walk in the fabulous Sutton Park, a huge old hunting forest a few minutes from Jen's new house in Sutton Coldfield.
Slapton Sands, just a short way from the campsite. this is where there was a huge loss of life in WW2 when a landing craft training exercise went wrong and 946 American soldiers died practising for D-Day. It was completely hushed up until well after the war ended.
Slapton campsite
Blackpool Beach, a short cycle ride from the campsite, with a name like that we had to go, and Carole quite rightly had to have a swim.
What every cyclist needs and after Carole's swim; local cider and scones!
Waiting for the ferry to Salcombe, the home of sailing in the South West, full of expensive yachty shops.
Time for a G&T overlooking the Salcombe estuary at the Salcombe Harbour hotel - very nice! And a great view of boats sailing u and down the estuary.
We'd parked the van on the opposite side of the estuary to Salcomb, (free parking) and walked down the the ferry and back, but this was the view from our car park!
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