Thursday, 26 April 2007

Star-Dog Log 070423 - Menat

Wow, really cool campsite this time. Down at the bottom of a steep river gorge at a place called Menat. Once again, there was only us plus some lizards and a big fat viper, and some cows and calves in a field right opposite us across a little river. I wanted to round them up and sort out the viper but 'Er Indoors wouldn't let me - she's a real spoilsport.

We had another good walk which meant scrambling up big rocks once more - I'm trying to get 'Er Indoors fit. She reckons she has to go slowly cos I'm 13 and supposed to have a dicky ticker, but really I know it's for her.

Driving back, she was following something called a "deviation" and must have made a bit of a bish of the map reading as we seemed to drive halfway round France looking for the right road. But then we stopped for a picnic at the side of a quiet lane and she made me some tea - ok, it's not entirely cool for a Border Collie to drink Russian Lady Grey tea, but I have expensive taste - and we watched some more lizards, which again she wouldn't let me chase.

Here's a picture of where we stayed. Next week I'm going to insist of being allowed to chase something - what's the point of being a Border Collie if you can't round things up??

Star-Dog Log 070416 - Chatelguyon

'Er Indoors has decided we need to get away. She looks after her mother, my granny, who is 90. Looks to me like she just makes cups of tea all day but she says it's tiring. So the good news is, we get to go on camping trips once a week. And I just LOVE camping.

This week we drove up to a big lake thing at a place called Gour de Tazenat. 'Er Indoors was supposed to be navigating when we went for a walk round the lake but she's hopeless, ended up following completely the wrong trail but it was ace. We had to climb up big rocks and stuff. She was puffing and panting behind but I managed to pull her up most of them.

Then we drove off to find a campsite at Chatelguyon. It was cool as we were the only people there. 'Er Indoors got excited about some bird or other singing, I think she said a nightingale, but she didn't seem so keen when it was still singing at 4am and she hadn't got any sleep. Didn't worry me, I could sleep on a clothes line.

Good fun, but she says next week we need to stay somewhere a bit wilder as there was too much traffic noise.

So watch this space.

Wednesday, 25 April 2007

Star-Dog Log 070319 - Calais

I was born in Wales and recently returned there with 'Er Indoors, my person. Then for some reason, she took it into her head to take me to a place called France.

First impressions - cool! First night there, she and the other human beans ate in a restaurant and I was allowed to sit at the table with them.

Think I'm going to like being a Frog Dog.