A walk along Curbar Edge – Smudge

Me on Curbar Edge

Me on Curbar Edge

One day last week, as it had been forecast to be a windy but nice day, it was decided that we would go for a walk along ‘the edges’ above Curbar. Curbar is about 7 miles (as the dog runs) from our Holiday Cottages. On a clear day the edges can be seen from our fields and mistress’s office, especially in the late afternoon when the sun picks out the gritstone. We arrived fairly early (for mistress) and easily found a parking spot on the road. The forecast had been correct. It was a glorious day with very few people about (which suits master). I was allowed off my lead almost immediately so I could go off and explore. I did have to come back every now and then for the usual ‘Photo opportunity’ but I am used to that and, if master has remembered, I get a treat for just sitting and looking ‘handsome’. The walk along the top of the edge was a bit windy but my coat keeps most of the wind out and at least there weren’t many muddy bits up there.

Me on Curbar Edge

Me on Curbar Edge

On the way back it was a different story. We came back along the bottom of the edges and it was a bit muddy. Well actually it was a lot muddy. I hate mud as I just know what is going to happen when I get back home (the hose pipe). Anyhow there was no avoiding it. I did try my best to go round the worse bits but in the end you just have grit your teeth and go for it. At least there is always the fun of watching mistress navigate the muddy puddles. Master just splashes through them getting everything and everyone else soaked. Mistress gingerly tries to go round the edges. Its great fun to watch. Needless to say we took a lot longer getting back then on the outward leg.

Me on Curbar Edge

Me on Curbar Edge

As master hadn’t packed a picnic they HAD to stop off at Calver Craft centre tea room. Of course poor old Smudge had to wait in the car without even a treat.

The snow, a few weeks ago was a bit of a surprise. We haven’t had much snow over the last few years, so I am not really used to it. Its quite fun once you get used to having cold paws. I got my usual morning walk with master but the snow was already starting to melt by the time we got back. The great thing about walks in the snow is that I don’t get the hose pipe treatment after a walk.

There is still loads of things going on here. I do wish master would close the door more quietly when he is rushing in and out. How is a dog suppose to sleep with that kind of disturbance going on.

Me in the snow

Me in the snow