We decided last minute that we wanted to go away for the weekend. Well funds are tight at the moment so we decided to go camping! It was a first for Zeph and only a second for Echo so it was quite interesting but all in all they behaved really well!
…We did have one minor hiccup and it was just as we had pitched the tent. The dogs were staked outside and we thought they were a sensible distance away, and I had just finished saying to Ben ‘we better get the tent back in one piece’ (we had borrowed it from Ben’s parents so we could get the dogs with us), when we heard a lovely ‘riiiiip’…’riiiiip’. So, in our haste to tie the dogs up and get the stuff unpacked in the tent, we hadn’t quite got Echo far enough away from the tent. The mesh door was still sealed and Echo, being him, decided that if he pawed at it, it would open for him. Well his paw went straight through the door…twice:
This incident was an instant bad mood for Ben, who like all children when they break something that belongs to their parents, panicked (as I would’ve done had it belonged to my parents!). So for the first half an hour of our trip we spent it in irritated silence, great!
It didn’t take long for us to get back to having fun though and I am quite proud of us for managing to put up this giant tent! It sleeps six!
The dogs took to camping quite well, luckily, and they have enjoyed all the walking and playing and the extra attention that camping gives them. Although at one point when we were cooking dinner, the dogs looked pretty fed up with us.
They are both absolute masters at the ‘don’t you feel guilty’ face. I can tell you, it takes skill to eat dinner with that face looking at you. Luckily, it takes a lot for me to be put off my food. Just look at those spaniel eyes those!
The tent was still bothering Ben, so he spent a quick half an hour in town looking for needle and thread to fix the damage and he did a decent job of it considering it is mesh:
We spent Saturday driving round the entire Cairngorms national park (a good 150 mile round trip from the campsite). Doing some sightseeing (sights we have seen before but we just love being out in the ‘wild’), and stopping for a few walks along the way and a wee picnic with the boys.
It’s a bit of a steep drop upto the Falls of Bruar but a lovely site and worth the very short trek, although I think the dogs preferred running through the woods that we walked through later on in the day.
Back at the campsite, while we rested before a fantastic dinner at a local restaurant (I highly recommend The Loft, in Blair Atholl if you are ever in the area, the food is to die for!), the dogs relaxed and spent time fly catching and getting an hour of bone chewing:
We were very lucky that around the campsite there was plenty of walks for the pups and Zephy had his first real taste of water fun, in the adjoining river. I couldn’t manage to get pics as he was on the lead and I was making sure he didn’t drown, but the view was lovely.
By this morning I think we were all ready to come home to relax!!