Douglas Diary Summer Holidays 2018
Up the Ashby
We left for our early morning walk and it was an overcast morning but still and dry which is the main thing. My bearded one set about collecting black berries which were in abundance. There were so many that they were falling off the bushes and it is fair to say that they have just peaked to juicy perfection. My long haired one seemed pleased with him when we returned to my long kennel, she weighed our harvest and it came to almost half a kilo!
Well, we had breakfast ( biscuits for me) and we first filled up with water as today is another clothes washing day. Our washing machine which is as old as my kennel (175 dog years – 25 human) is quite thirsty apparently.
We left our mooring at Hinckley and as the weather got sunnier so the Ashby got prettier as we headed north. The navigable stretch available to our long kennel is only about 30 kilometers long terminating in Snarestone. Parts of our journey are rather shallow and it can be quite narrow in parts. It is very rural and it makes for a slow passage but very pleasant through un developed farm land interrupted only occasionally by the odd small villagisation!
The Battle of Bosworth which more or less ended the war of the Roses in 1485 took place right here where I am helping my bearded one write this note.
We stopped and picked more blackberries, we now have rather more than a kilo and my long haired one is going to make some blackberry and apple pies again when she has found some apples!
Tonight we moored up at a tiny village called Shackerstone and they are going to visit another Mr Marston who lives at The Rising Sun. I think I am going to join them. They are going to have supper there. I am going to get Chappie in my long kennel.
My picture is my long kennel at our mooring not very exciting but it is pretty. I am examining my kennel, I think it looks quite smart after all the painting my bearded one has done.
Love Douglas x