We have ventured into the extreme wilds of Staffordshire’ in the Churnet Valley to a place called the Black Lion at Consall Forge. It is possible that you will not read my diary for a day or two as the area is so remote, there is no wifi signal and only a very occasional telephone signal for my bearded one’s mobile devices.
As I write, we are moored with our friends’ kennel Micky Jay almost as far as the Caldon Canal goes by bridge number 50 and we are outside The Black Lion.
Interestingly, there are no proper roads for three and a half miles in any direction and the main way to get here is by foot, boat or steam train. My diary of yesterday perhaps explains the steam train bit. I do love it here. I have met quite a few friends out walking their humans and done a bit of exploring and lying on the grass dog watching – one of my favourite things.
My humans are going to have supper in The Black Lion and I have been invited to join them but I have to be on a lead because there are chickens in the garden, just in case I forget myself and get carried away.
As this is bank holiday weekend there is quite a lot of activity and lots of visitors to The Black Lion and thus is my photo for today.
Hi Douglas –
It looks as if you are having a lovely time. Lots of walks and even some interesting food.
My daddy says he likes the look of the Black Lion because he fancies a pint.
Hope your long haired one is OK now.
Love
Millie
Thank you Millie long haired one’s foot better it is very hot here today. My bearded one seems quite thirsty.
Love Douglas