New Ground

We found a new place to walk the dog today, or rather she showed us.
This is not the first time she has led the way, and once again it was relaxing and pleasant.
No bunny warrens this time, but plenty of water!

Despite a foggy start, it has been relatively mild today, so we decided to have a lazy day, giving Maggie some quality time instead of short walks and a couple of trips in the car when we went shopping.

We started off walking from the marina to the river then along by the lock as usual.

There are several bridges over the river, and lately we have been turning right at the first to eventually turn up one of the narrow alleyways to get on to the High Street.
Today, Maggie decided she wanted to go over the second bridge, to sample the grassy banks and field on the other side.

One of the residents here had already told me about this particular walk, but I had avoided it because the field was full of sheep, not to mention the mud!
Today, we discovered there is actually a proper path running parallel to the water, and we passed several fishermen dangling their rods patiently in the hope of getting a bite.
Maggie selected the perfect patch of grass to perform, we cleared up and then proceeded on our way.
She was in her element, so many new smells, things to see and places to explore.

We ended up at the weir, and yet another bridge to bring us back on to the town side.
We knew where we were though, and it was a good mile and a half to get back home.
This is the furthest we have walked Maggie in one go since our arrival, and it showed.
Although the spirit was willing, she was obviously tired, so we took our time walking back, sitting down on the occasional bench to give her a rest.

We got back just after 12.30, did our little bit of house maintenance (filling the water tank) and had lunch. She curled up in the corner on her bench and slept for almost five hours.
We have just come back from our penultimate walk of the day, just a short trip across the road and partially down the Avenue.
On the way out, Maggie chased a rabbit into the trees, but didn’t follow it.
She performed her business, and coming back into the marina, another rabbit was sitting in more or less the same place. She looked, but ignored it.
She’s in the corner again, fast asleep.

Tomorrow, we will have a quiet day as we know her limits now and will not push them, she’s almost 70 after all.

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