Budleigh's buddies


You're hoping to play ball with someone, aren't you Budleigh?

I know, sometimes your favourite human is not enough. A dog buddy would be perfect.

Oakley's great fun when he's in a playful mood but, being bigger, he often keeps the ball for himself.

Remember paddling with Sadie?

We go for sedate strolls with Tess and Sam.

And here's dear old Monty, just the one you need when a quiet stroll is called for. Monty mostly keeps to the paths - except when he trots off to inspect someone's garden.

Otis loves rushing all round the garden looking like a flying black feather duster. No wonder he's panting in the July heat.

Look, Budleigh! This lucky terrier's master made this carrier specially for him. There's a piece of blanket to line it with and he's securely attached.
Perhaps one day you'll ride with Hugh when he goes out on his bike. I've seen him looking at very trendy dog trailers on line.
Meanwhile, it's all four paws for you and as many buddies as we can find.

Christine

A very long walk


It's taken a while to drive to Cape Cornwall. Traffic was held up by roadworks and we all felt too hot in the car. Look at the sea, Budleigh, and breathe in the wonderful fresh air.
The headland was purchased by a Mr Heinz who is famous for his baked beans. He bought it for the nation and handed it over to the National Trust. Aren't we lucky?

Those rocks are The Brisons, a familiar landmark to sailors. Some people think they look like General de Gaulle lying in his bath. Funny.
Keep going. We have to walk down and down a very narrow rocky track. Then we'll have a rest and some lunch - your favourite moment of the day.

Well done, Budleigh. You've found us the perfect picnic bench. Now we have an even better view of the General.

We're having pasties for lunch today: steak pasty for Hugh, vegetable and cheese for me. No prizes for guessing which one you'd like to share.

You must wait and then you must ask nicely for a piece.

Paw please. Good boy. Now listen while I tell you what I've read on the bag - you're eating a piece of history!
Warren's Bakery is the oldest Cornish pasty maker in the whole world. They began baking them in 1860 and now their pasties, bread and cakes are sold all over the West Country. There's nothing like a warm pasty when you're hungry. They are real miner's fare.

While we're thinking about the millions of pasties Warren's have made in 150 years, some people are simply staring at the sea. Aren't those stones and boulders impressive? So rounded and so huge.
The sea's too rough today for paddling. Let's turn back now.

The downside to going down is that you must go up - if you see what I mean.
You look mighty tired, Budleigh, good little dog.

See how far we are from Cape Cornwall. The tall building is on that sticking out bit. Isn't the sea a fabulous colour?
Have a run on the grass then we're going back home.

Water!


Karen's waiting for us in the lane. There's Oakley - you know him well, Budleigh - and that's Sadie who's staying with Oakley for the weekend.

Oakley and Sadie are true water babies. In you go, Budleigh. Don't be scared.

Sadie says the water's lovely!

See - Oakley's got the ball. You try.

No one loves a dog who won't share.

And that means you, Budleigh. Come on, give it back.

Beside the Bissoe Trail there's heather and any amount of exciting smells.

There's arsenic in the little river that runs parallel to the track. It comes from the old disused mine workings. That's why the grass is so vividly green. Don't fall in!

We have to cross the road to get from one section of the Trail to the other.
Paws at the edge the way you've been taught, Budleigh, then Over!

It's OK, we're coming. We know you're eager to get home.

You've all been so good. Have a lovely romp on Karen's lawn. You'll sleep well tonight.

Words and photos: Christine

North cliffs


This is Mawnan Porth on the North Coast, Budleigh.
Surfers call these waves 'messy.'

Toby is on this coast somewhere, paddle boarding with his mates. He'll be on his new board.
Any sign of him yet?

This isn't Toby.

Lots of people are out today, just watching the waves.

What's this game they're playing here? We think it's some sort of skittles crossed with boules. Not for dogs anyway.

Let's leave them all to it and go for a cliff top walk. Many steps up and down.

Don't look down!

Life guards are keeping a close watch, making sure surfers stay within the area marked by their flags.

So no swimming here for anyone, human or dog. Keep to the path Budleigh.

Tired, are you? Let's make our way back.

Heavy rain is coming in. If we hurry, we'll make it to the car before we're all drenched.

The tide is changing. There go the guards, turning their vehicle before it sinks in softer sand.

Toby must be paddle boarding from another beach. Next time maybe.