So last Sunday we headed out to a favourite spot at Tweedmuir in the Scottish Borders the first stop was a quick run about for a wee, mum and I had our picture taken up the hill.Then it was back in to the car and off we go up the hills.
As we reached the turn to go up in to the hills we were flagged down by a very official looking man with a Walkie Talkie. I misinterpreted this at first as I thought were getting out for a stroll and a chat but it turns out it's a distance communication tool. The man asked us to wait because there was a classic car Raleigh on that day and some of the cars were coming down the single track road. We waved and beeped as they went past.
We squeezed past all the classic cars huddled in the top car park and we thought that was it. We were most dissapointed as there were actually 100s and 100s of cars all the way along the trail. Not one single picnic spot was free for us to sit out and have lunch.
We found a small grassy spot at the edge of the road overlooking the loch I had a small spot of lunch mum and dad had sandwiches and a freshly made cup of tea.
It was fun to spot all the cars and guess what they were but note to self, not a good day to find a picnic spot.
For this particular day I am scoring 2 out of 4 paws
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