So many photos I want to show you! Here are a few from our last days in Wales:
We went back to Worm’s Head on Tuesday, after a stunning 4 mile hike around the Three Cliffs area. We hiked down this hill to the beach and watched a beautiful sunset.
We watched the sheep on the hillsides and enjoyed all the gorgeous views. You can’t see the sheep in the first photo, but they were like Mountain goats… grazing on slopes that seemed impossibly steep. (Lots of limping I noticed; I am guessing that foot rot must be a big problem here given how damp it is.)
As the light faded, a crow landed on this drift wood and I yanked my camera out of my pocket and got the shot an instant before she flew off.
I’d put the camera away because we had a steep climb and it was getting dark, but then…. the moon came up as we hiked back up the hill:
By the way, I splurged and bought a new small camera both for myself and for Jim. I dropped my ‘point and shoot’ in a tide pool this summer, turns out not to be good for it. So for the photographers among you; I’m using a Sony Cyber shot. I like it a lot. (I bought Jim a Nikon which also takes great pictures and turns out to have a stronger zoom. But they are both great cameras. Mine is a little smaller, so that’s why I kept the Sony and gave Jim the Nikon.)
We spent two days traveling from western Wales to Auschau, complete with predictable travel adventures: We had a hard time returning our rental car; we thought that “home” on our rental car’s GPS (Sat Nav to the Brits) was where we picked up the car but it turned out to be 40 miles away and our cell phone died even though we’d charged it up (we did finally make it, but Bristol is not a place one wants to be lost in traffic!); we made the train-bus connection at Reading with gosh, at least 45 seconds to spare (eeeps); security at Heathrow airport in London did not like either me or Jim. They took virtually everything out of my bag and everything out of every bag in my bag (if that makes any sense: picture a small bag with 25 tiny items in it, medicines, etc, all out and scattered all over the place. I’m still not sure I got everything packed back up.)
BUT, we did have a relaxing night at a hotel close to the airport and got to Aschau with no trouble once we got to Amsterdam. We just got back from testing all the AV for the Animal Learn symposium that starts in just a few hours. Lots of interesting talks, I’ll keep you posted on them.
We arrived on a dark, rainy night, but woke up to clouds dancing up and down around the peaks of the Bavarian foothills. Very lovely!
Last comment before I’m off to the symposium: Two weeks seems to the maximum amount of time I can be away from my dogs. As you all know, I do a lot of traveling for a living, and so I’ve gotten used to leaving, but it’s never easy, I have to admit. I miss Willie and Tootsie way too much right now — want to see them, touch them, smell them. I’m just missing them terribly. Although I know that the symposium will be fascinating, I have to admit to counting the hours til I get to see them again. (Full disclosure: I also miss ice in my drinks, sheets on a bed and crispy American bacon. Okay, I’ve confessed.)
How long can you be away from your dogs before you begin to yearn for them? I have missed them every day, but there’s missing, and there’s yearning, right?