A Natural Ballet?
Before I say anymore if you are sitting there imagining a statuesque middle aged woman in a tutu and walking boots – stop! Not a literal ballet and I was not dancing. You will however note the word I have used to describe myself? I am getting less chunky by the week … but that will only continue if I manage to keep healthy and fit, which you will be aware I have been struggling with recently!
I had an adventure today – alas no bus involved but there was mud and water and snow and ice … and fresh air.
First though what about the dog walk? well I tried a new tactic today – I provided all commands using the whistle and my hand signals only – lo and behold Pup did every “hup” he was asked to and a couple of small “stays” for passing traffic. The only time he let himself down was as we got nearly home and there were people – he just could not stop himself wanting to go say hello. However we had a good walk which I think we all enjoyed much more than when Pup doesn’t listen to me.
After they were settled back home I set off with a picnic (apple, oatcakes and water) and my camera and thank goodness I took a walking pole. There is an estate on the edge of Kirriemuir called Kinnordy and I have never followed the path on the estate that leads to the Loch which is full of wildlife. I started off looking at the trees – no hawthorn leaves here yet – they just have the teeniest little red buds but I did find some fungi and haws still clinging to their twigs:
It was shortly after this the path got really muddy – but I had my walking pole and there was a family walking behind me so I just kept going with my fingers crossed I did not slip!
And then I reached the reserve managed by the RSPB. I startled a Dipper from under the footbridge – no photo I am afraid but now I know it is there I will be looking to get pictures later in the year. After the bridge the ground at the right is reed beds and currently flooded – and then iced over
On the left are farm fields and under one of the trees I heard a rustle. I stopped to look and did not see the rustler but did see this ‘tussock’ of grass going up and down so obviously someone was wriggling around under here:
Just after that the path became quite badly flooded and the ground to either side was boggy where folk had avoided the flood – I decided paddling was the better option, the water was clear and I could see no more than an inch deep.
And then a challenge – to reach the Swamp Hide I had to use two boardwalks, the water wasn’t deep but you know what I am like with gaps over water! Apparently a few weeks ago they were completely submerged so today I was lucky!
I am pleased to report there was no panic attack, no dizziness – not even a dry mouth and it was so worth it when I got to the hide!
And in the last one you can see the geese in the background resting on the ice – shortly after this as I walked back they took off and made the most wonderful noise as they flew overhead. I walked back on the same path and then through The Den to come homeward, seeing crows collecting twigs for the nests at the Den entrance and arriving home to two quiet and sleepy pooches.
I have more photos but I will save those for a gallery post or link them on here when I have put them up on one of my creative sites. It was a great adventure and although it was wet and muddy I arrived home with dry, although tired, feet. That was close to 8 miles of walking today … feeling god about that!