For example, my favourite place to explore, the path west from our Loch Torridon cottage, could be considered a bit of an obstacle course. But I am an intrepid dog (although old). We were there again last weekend.
First I had to cross a small stream:
Then came a tricky descent:
Bogs, I find quite fun (although I didn't roll in this one):
I'm well practiced at those big gates in deer fences:
And I've always been rather proud of my climbing abilities, although I had to be careful here, as the rain was making the rocks slippery:
There are lots and lots of streams in the west of Scotland (all that rain.....) But so long as I can see the bottom and the water's not running too fast, I cope quite well:
Steep slopes don't faze me, nor does an undergrowth of heather and bracken (well so long as there's some sort of a path).
Then, nearly home, one final obstacle, a ladder over a deer fence. OK, I confess, I had to be lifted onto this one. But don't you think I was brave, standing there on the top, all alone and not making a fuss whilst Gail took this photo!
Back to the road and civilization, surely all plain sailing from here. Oh no, I give up!
P.S. As you can see, it was one of those days when you couldn't decide whether to have your raincoat on or off. We have them quite a lot in these parts!
