Squeaks, repeated cold nose poking and vigorous wagging – bang, bang, bang – that rocks the bed. That is how I get woken up in the morning. It is either potty or hunger that wakes her up. Depending on how much the need is, I can delay it about 30 min, by lifting up the duvet, because she does like a cuddle and a lie in 🙂
A happy dog is a wet dog. All we have to say is “Go, swim” and plop she is in the drink.
Snap taken by my co-photographer Peli.
This deer kept a good eye on us while we cycled past.
Well I think Tilley liked this beach. The name, Uig, derives from the Norse word Vik meaning ‘a bay’. So we were walking in Bay Bay then.
I love water, I’m a “vand hund”*, it has to be real water as in the ocean, river or a lake. Just can’t get the same feeling in a swimming pool. As I grew up and we went to the beach in the summer, my mum had to hold me back so that she could apply my sun cream, as I would be straight in the drink.
I was always jealous of other dog owners who had a dog that they could play with in the sea. None of mine wanted to go, even if you threw in their favourite toy. Just stayed on the shore, barely got their paws wet. Only time we could get a mutt in the drink was if we all went in, and then they reluctantly waded in with us. But as soon as one of us looked like we were heading out of the water, they were right back on to our bath towels.
Enter Tilley, a proper “vand hund”* (what we in Denmark call anyone who loves to play/swim). Most of the time we don’t have to say “go swim” before she is in. For some reason when it is salt water, she loves to put her nose – well, whole head – right in and breathe out. Fresh water she just swims in it or drinks it.
Ha! A friend did a little thing to this …
Yes, Tilley came with and loved the scrambling bits. She was fantastic; planned her routes, went back to get a run up on the steep steps and was a brilliant guide for me too. When we got home she promptly fell asleep on the sofa. Even-though she woke me up -to do her bunny watch – at 4am, it was great to have her as company.
This is out wonderful mutt, Tilley, at Embsay. She finally stood still enough for long enough to take a photo.
I found this photo the other day and thought that you lot would like to see it too.
While in Bannack, Montana back in 2012 we camped at the site just outside the ghost town. Early morning I went down to have a look at the river and felt that I was being looked at. I looked up and spotted this one on the other bank checking me out. Luckily I managed to get a snap before it ran away.
Another of this wonderful little pony.
Horse, horse … I knew it, got it wrong, didn’t I. Heck it was a nice little fella anyway.
Can’t walk our mutt Tilley past water, without her having to have a dip. Well we taught her that swimming was good for her, by taking her to 10 hydrotherapy classes for her bad legs. Best part is that when she gets home she sleeps for the rest of the day.
Man and his pony awaiting the results, he was constantly fiddling with the reins, must have been nerves.
Horse all dolled up and ready for its time in the spot light.
Sit back and get ready you are about to get rammed – see what I did there – by a few photos from this years Gargrave Show.
If you can’t wait and want more, here’s a clicky …
This nose belongs to one of the few foster dogs, we had over the last half a year. I manage to snap this one while he was sunning himself in the back yard. Between chewing my shoe or digging up our plant pots. Click over here to read about our other foster dogs.
Now this is a place to be a “wild” horse, though it would be a bit “wilder” when it comes to winter. It was a stunning view to cycle along to, around three days riding north of Ushuaia in Argentina.
Walking in the local park we could see the grass covered in sea of spider web, for once it wasn’t head height. Yes the little “dots” are baby spiders. Clicky here to see more photos of the park and dog covered in spider webs.
We picked this little 7 month old girl up from the Dogs Trust today. She is called Tilley and is a Border Collie cross with something. She is going to keep us entertained for many years to come and you my dear reader as there will be plenty of photos coming of her 🙂
If you want to read more about her life here and see many more photos – go fetch here – http://woofy.woollypigs.com
Well OK my Queendom for a horse… Where ever we go and if there is a horse nearby Peli has to go and say hello.
This one was in the hills above Porvenir on Tierra del Fuego in Southern Chile, on the – stunning but very hard to ride your bicycle – La Ruta de Oro.
We had pretty much run out of food and was on our last bit of water and was very much spent nothing left in us. The route had taken us eight days and I had planned it would take five at the most five and half days.
So with tired legs on top of the last leg into Porvenir she staggered over to say hi to this bunny fella.
If should ever find yourself in Portland, Oregon in September time you just have to go and have picnic and watch the Vaux’s Swifts at Chapman School and enjoy the show – Tens of thousands of tiny birds swarm into one school chimney every fall.
It starts slowly but build up to a fantastic show, you might even get a visit from a Hawk and that gets the crowd going – who are you supporting – very dramatic.
Just a word of warning : Tens of thousands of birds above you doing what birds do naturally – flying and well I’m sure you can guess the other thing – so bring some tissues and cover your picnic 🙂
We saw our fair share of “wild dogs” and even heard them fighting in the night. They were roaming the street living on what they found. Puppies left to fend for them self at the side of the roads. Drivers didn’t even try to avoid hitting them when ran out onto the streets, saw plenty of evidence of dog and vehicular “interference”. People threw things at them, kicked them away and hit them with brooms or whatever they had at hand.
Not something we were used to see.
Walking dogs in the snow is well fun, this little nutter loved it when we threw snow at it.
I should have uploaded this one yesterday and yesterday’s photograph should be up today. The reason we didn’t get too close to the penguins was that they are very rare. If we should be in way between the sea and their young ones, there is a very good chance that they would go and never come back. So it is good that I have a 270mm lens as you saw in yesterday’s photograph, if you look carefully you can see one to the right near the wake.
At magnificent Aoraki / Mount Cook in New Zealand we had a sandwich before our walk. Before we knew it we had to not only fight off the sand flies but also this little bird. Flying in grabbing food right out of our hands and even flew into the back of the car to get seconds. Do you know which kind it is?
So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish I think I can hear it say as it jumped past us.
This reminded me of a church in the UK which had an advertising campaign on quite a few billboards in London. One of them asked “If you could ask God one thing, what would that be?” And someone had written on the poster: “Dinosaurs?”
This is Sancha the dog whom we have been walking or rather she has been walking us on some of the many trails around Portland.
While camping on San Juan island we were lucky to see two pods of Orcas swim by in the Haro Strait. We also spotted this group of whale watchers keeping an eye out for them too. If you look carefully you can see the fins of two killer whales. Sadly they didn’t get closer to the shore, but still it was pretty amazing to see around 50 in total swim past.
It’s the time of the year where the spiders comes out, caught this one in the sun the other morning.
In Yellowstone National Park we saw flocks/herds/pods of Bisons. Just knowing that hundred years ago this area would be covered in them. We are not talking a few hundred but a few hundred thousands of Bisons roaming freely around. Train owners would give out rifles to the passengers for free and let them shoot at the Bisons and then leave them to rot.
We have been accepted into Lucy’s fan club. A wonderful dog that got our friend running around in circles and buying new toys all the time.
This fella just sat there on the pier in Santa Crux, California. Though when a tourist got a wee bit close it would open its massive beak.
I’m not really a bird man, though one bird I really wanted to see in South America was the Condor. This one and its wing man had a good old look at us as we were getting water from a river in Tierra del Fuego.
We kept finding bones from the dead Guanaco where ever we wild camped in Chile and Argentina on Tierra del Feugo.
Caterpillar is the name of our new tent, since it does look like it. Being 5.5 metres long, four poles and green. And also because of what we found early one morning crawling over it 🙂
For some reason today I was thinking about Futurama today and then I remembered this little fella. That I took a photograph of last year in my friends garden in Australia.
The other day we were out for a walk. At one point we were spied on by this furry friend.
This is “intelligent design” no matter how you look at it, it is very intelligent*, amazing and a wee bit freaky the way nature has evolved over the years. Long live Darwin!
*) because there has to be some trial and error with a learning process behind it all, it is the one that fit that survives.
I got luck at with this one all the others were way too fast for me. Must have scared it stiff.
Ziggy: I’ve got it! Let’s flap over to the east side of the jungle. They’ve always got a bit of action, a bit of a swingin’ scene, all right.
Buzzie: Aw, come off it. Things are right dead all over.
Ziggy: You mean you wish they were.
Dizzy: [serious] Very funny.
Cycling over Exmoor National Park we spotted these ponies. The question is, are they Dartmoor ponies on holiday or really Exmoor ponies?
I spotted this dead fly in the window the other day and it made me think of the movie The Fly. I can remember when I saw the first trailers for it how scary they were since we only got to hear this “Don’t be afraid. Be very afraid” just after we had heard a fly flying around the dark theatre. And that was it until next week when we got to see more of the trailer, brilliant set up for a great movie. Though I think if I watch it today it will be a bit dated.
We stayed at a campsite where they had a working farm. This turkey wasn’t really helping me with letting take his photo. He tried to head butt the camera when I got close. I can now see why it is a good idea to have a good zoom, Safety first my friends.
This photo was taken in New Zealand not many miles from Dunedin. On every campsite we visited there was a sign saying, do not feed the ducks. And on every campsite we had a least one couple waddling around. The Ma Quack walking in front taking the lead, with Pa Quack around two feet behind. Ma Quack was rather bossy, this one even tried to nick Peli’s ice cream. Where Pa Quack was more shy and hanged back all the time. You could clearly see who was wearing the trousers in the family Quack.
The reason for why I post this photo, is that we have a couple of Quacks here where we live. I spotted them last year waddling around on the playground. This year they are back waddling around on the garage roof and green areas. I wonder why they have pick our neck of the woods and not one of the parks or even the river near by.
The thing that stands out with this couple, is that there is no “boss” in this relationship like the ones in NZ.
While I was working in France I had this little grasshopper visiting me on my keyboard. Normally when I try to take a photo of a creepy crawly they are moving too fast for me. But for once I had a model that wasn’t bothered that I was taking some close ups, it just sat there and let me take a couple of snaps.