2016

Time to play in the river on the way back. At Greet Bridge in the Forest of Bowland

The Bridge

Stone Fishing is a great way to spend an hour or two

A quick shake

Come on …. throw the next stone

I know you have one & I can jump for it

Ok I will do my little bear impression

Going in to retrieve stonefish

I will find where you are hiding

Ok just one posing photo then put that camera away

Chalkie comes to have a look too

I’m going in again for another stonefish

At last a nice stonefish extracted from the river

Chalkie just watched me … he is no help at all

Even the little calf was laughing at me

A perfect hour in the river

Chalkie found a shady spot to sit

Some bad person had been fly tipping. Spoiling the countryside & endangering wildlife.

But I did enjoy a great time stone fishing

Here endeth another Scotties tale #LLCJ

Forest of Bowland – 05/06/2016

So today we went to the Forest of Bowland

Nothing but open moorland as far as I can see.

I wanted to run through the heather but wasn’t allowed because its full of ground nesting birds. I could hear the Grouse, Stonechats and Curlews

So I followed they old stone track way

This Curled was circling round in huge circles shouting. It must have a nest with chicks somewhere and was earning me to stay on the path

On top of the rocks is one of the trig points we have walked to before.

The Rocky wall. We waited here … listening to a cuckoo somewhere in the distance

Came across a photo opportunity

Then Chalkie jumped up too

Hot weather = thirsty Chalkie or was he wanting fresh grouse? Anyway we had plenty of fresh water to drink and staff to carry & pour it.

Passed the remains of an old shepherds hut

Had to wait for the Dozy Duo to catch us up

The old walls are tumbling down

Hmmmm wondering why the cows are allowed to roam the moor and I’m not!

Onwards and upwards

Going back to check the Master and Chalkie

And racing back

Time for a cooling roll in the damp grass

Waiting patiently as the birds of the moor sing to me

And of course there is always one idiot who can’t read and let’s their dog run all over the moors loose

And that was my walk on the moors #LLCJ

Road Trip Yorkshire Dales

So we decided to have a road trip. Daddy Chalkie got ready for a snooze in the car

I had to remain alert for any surprise attacks on the Scottymobile.

On arrival in the Yorkkshire Dales I had to survey the area in case of any enemy infiltration.

When the Dale had been secured then I got to dance with sunbeam on the ancient hill.

Yadel & his clan joined us for a picnic by the River Wharf. A strategic point as any infiltrators would have to cross the River in full view of us so we would be ready to attack.

I sent Chalkie down to test the freshness and quality of the water first.

Then I had to suffer the mission photo shoot.

A lone tree held its secrets as the ancient soils clung to the roots. Who knows how many battles it has seen

We got the obligatory treats eventually.

I took a last look as our patrol packed up to move on to the next sector … area 004

Sector 004 still had SNOW so time for some fun. I removed an abandoned glove but despite extensive searches I could not the buried hand it belonged to.

So I decided to leave my pawprints real deep so next time I come back I can the exact spot to reexcavate

And as the day began to slip away … the Sun fell from the sky

Turning the Dales into a field of Gold

Mission completed … boundaries secure … time for regrouping and sustenance.

Over and Out LLCJ

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Carlisle 2/2/2016

So today we drove back through Carlisle and stopped there a while. We parked up huge car park and I had to go up and down in a lift! Lots of skips everywhere cos of all the recent flooding

Carlisle is full of some lovely old buildings

Then we went to look at the Cathedral. Beautiful building

Lots of awesome colorful Windows. When the Sun hits them the rainbows dance their colors all around. Like being in a kaleidoscope.

I explored the ruins … sitting under the arches … wondering how many ancient souls were here before me

I surveyed the area for possible intruders

The entrance is grand and welcoming. The warmth radiates from the stones …

Surrounded by intricate carvings from centuries ago … the old stonemasons still breathing … through their legacy of Angels & Gargoyles

Just round the corner where the olden gravestones of those so long gone … yet still right here … where the 1740s meets the millennium

Weather beaten … but still standing proud … it’s secrets locked inside …

Sitting on my pedestal … breathing the air … thinking about who these souls were … what they did … what life was like

The Tower looms upwards … reaching for the sky …

A model of the buildings shows the grounds once looked

Some more of the buildings to explore

And as I look through the window … wondering who else looked out of this window … what they saw …

Even the tree had to be aided in its survival

I studied the bench … where many a weary traveller will stop and rest

And after the excitement of a new patrol … it was off to meet a new friend …

And that was my few hours in Carlisle

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Druridge Bay … 1/02/2016

So today we went off to explore Druridge Bay. It was blowing a Gale

There was a beautiful sculptured seat in the information centre

We walked by a very choppy lake and along the footpaths to the road by the beach …. but someone had dropped a humongous puddle on the road

We had to explore another path and found our way to the beach and there were lots of stones to explore.

I reached the Sandy patrol area. It was that windy my ears wouldn’t stand up!

I owned the beach for as far as a Scotty eye could see. There would be no infiltration to my boundaries.

My Daddy Chalkie stayed close to his Master as always never patrols properly.

He was getting sand blasted and cold so we had go back to the Scottymobile

Pfffffft if you think you are going rub me down with a towel ….. think again …..

And there endeth my patrol

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My First Holiday ….. 29/01/2016

So one morning my owner started packing my things in some big bags & took them out to the Scottymobile

We drove for what seemed like forever and stopped outside a big building where we were going to sleep.

We unpacked two of my favorite blankets so I would feel at home

There were another two beds as well so we could have one each if we wanted.

I had my best Chicago Cubs water bowl with me filled with lovely cool mineral water. Daddy Chalkie & I share a water bowl.

Then it was off to secure the boundaries. There were lots of trails to sniff

Strange things were lying round so daddy investigated …. I should have stood it up over him and left him BOL

There was a nice wooded area that I suspect was home to the rabbits and rats. Lots of trails and sniffs.

The main road was eerily quiet. In early morning it will be busy with rush hour traffic.

I walked all the way into Northumberland

By the light of the silvery moon BOL. The pylons and cables sang and crackled to me all day and night.

The Big planes keep flying overhead to and from the airport.

Then it was time to settle down for some Terrier dreams before meeting FB friends tomorrow

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Tynemouth … 31/01/2016

So another day another dollar … starting off at Tynemouth Metro to patrol the car boot sale

Lots of hoomans to grump at and the odd dog to bark n growl at.

I got commandeered by my Aunty Jayne and Uncle Kev

Well don’t just stand here posing … time to patrol …

We walked up to Tynemouth Priory

As expected there was an enemy breech to the perimeter which I had to deal with … it was warned with barks and deep throated growls …

I had a good vantage point and was ready for a skirmish … I got prepared in full attack mode but a hooooman quickly grabbed the intruder and leashes it …

Then of course I had to protect the rabble if hoomans with me from and approaching invaders. All this whilst Uncle Harry gave Uncle Kev a lecture ….. “this is a door … a big door … it opens … it shuts” … even I could have told him that!!!

Feeling thirsty I found a water source … ding don’t bell … puppy on a well … wondering what amazing finds would be lurking at the bottom depths of the ancient well …

Then of course … being in the presence of Superstar that Aunty Jayne wanted to take even more photos of little Moi …

Of course then Aunty Nicola thought it would do her Street Cred good to be seen with me!

Right come on then … don’t just stand there … patrols to do … people to grump at … invadersto repel …

Next to the quayside …. potential food sources to lick n sniff …

Fish spotting … a starved Scotty needs food …

Just enjoying the patrol and that paparazzi turns up again shoving lenses in my face ….. Hmmmm one paw flick & she can swim BOL

And so endeth my patrol of Tynemouth & The Quayside

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Hexham Mart 30/01/2016

The Sunrise from the hotel window this morning and time for a patrol of the grounds

Today is the day we are going to Corebridge & Hexham.

I got to meet Miss Ellie who travelled all the way up from Wales. Miss Ellie is a very beautiful Westie. Her fur is as white as snow ans so very soft and silky.

As it was very very windy and a few hailstones we didn’t see much of Corebridge and went across to Hexham Mart. Here I was dog napped by my Aunty Jayne and I took her for a patrol of the Mart car park.

Then Pffffft we were abandoned in the car whilst the hooomans had a tour of the Mart.

It was very interesting Appawrently. Beautiful purpose built modern Mart. Puts our local one to shame and makes it look so small.

My Master had a rest but nobody purchased him so we still had to keep him.

So when the tour finished I got a proper patrol of the car park perimeter. I discovered some ancient farm machinery. The Owner threatened to harness me to them and make me pull them. You can see what I thought of that idea.

And as I sat here the visions of old farmers were there …. toiling away with heavy machinery …. surviving all weather’s to provide people with food … how times have changed …

Last on my patrol were today’s farming machines …. Wonderful tractors. I fancied the white one but was told it was too big to take home. Could just picture myself driving round in that barking out orders. Still it wasn’t quite as awesome as a John Deere.

And there endeth a trip to Hexham

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Cresswell Bay … Northumberland 1/02/2016

So today we wandered up to Cresswell Bay to a lovely beach

I had miles and miles of open beach to patrol.

I left my pawprint in the coaly sand down by the rock slabs. Pressing it in real deep so I can find it again next time I come

I left one in the sand too making sure the ancient landscape knew I had been there.

Of course my namesake Uncle Caymus G was with me every step I took. I left his name for all to see and know

The wind was whipping up sand storms … white horses galloped in from the ocean … rising and falling … curling and unfurling … with precision … and beautiful foam crests … racing each other in

Cliffs that once stood proud … now found a new resting place

And I went bouldering over the age old stones

Taking that moment to replenish the soul … to breathe sea air … seeing no boundaries …

That feeling of ancient ones … of the past … of nothingness and everythingness … solitude and freedom … nothing else is needed

And as the Cliff Face watched over me

I stayed in my cave … listening to the Oceans roar … the same roar … for thousands of years … surveying my Scottydom

Then all to soon we had to leave for the next patrol

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Tarn Hows 14.10.2015

We went on an adventure to the Lake District and this is my patrol of Tarn Hows.

First Impressions are very favourable for a great patrol.

I discovered a bridge that led somewhere so this was the first point of interest to explore.

The natural path of tree roots wound its way through the trees by the stream.

They have lots of interesting paths and surfaces to keep us amused.

The Tarn provided some great reflections.

I also checked out all the trees and there were plenty

Of course I was made to pose for the obligatory Little Lord CJ shot.

But soon was distracted by a possible intruder.

Next vital mission was to check out the water supplies for future troops and reference. Glad to report it was crystal clear and cooled to perfection.

Chalkie walked The Master round at a more sedate pace and did very little in the way of helping to secure the patrol borders.

He did join in occasionally with the sniffing

I reached a vantage point to survey the boundaries for future defence.

I mapped the strategic points for reference when I return.

Took time out to quench my thirst with this beautifully fresh mountain water.

One last check up and down The Tarn before moving on.

Took more notes of these two trees growing together as a reference point for my return.

We spotted loose intruders breaking our patrol boundaries and had to repel them off with a chorus of true Scotty Growls and Barks

It’s always amazing how many humans just ignore notices and let their dogs loose to breech the defences.

Then it was down to The money tree in remembrance of all those fallen and lost. We left several coins in memory of our comrades.

just ignore notices and let there dogs loose to breech the defences

Then it was down to The money tree in remembrance of all those fallen and lost. We left several coins in memory of our comrades.

Then we wandered back to the expensive car park for a last check of the boundary

Then a down to watch the birds on the feeders at the car park

And that completed my patrol of Tarn Hows in The Lake District.

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