Fun in the Foam

In times of extreme weather, the sea produces large amounts of foam which gathers on the beach in huge jelly-like piles.  Some of these piles can be deeper than me, and diving in to them is a rare treat!

 

 

It looks like snow, but when the wind catches it it flies off into the sky and begs to be chased and pounced upon. 

 

I could spend hours playing in the foam it's so much fun.  After only a matter of minutes I looked like I'd been in an explosion of a fairy liquid factory, so imagine just how good I'd look after hours of foamy playtime!! However, as always, mum and dad spoil my plans and I'm taken home!!



A watery Christmas

My home town of Helston was in the news a matter of days before Christmas for severe flooding.  The relentless rain caused the River Cober, which runs though my beloved Lowertown, to swell to the point where it burst its banks and flooded the houses in its path. 

My walks over Christmas involved investigating the floods. 

My first walk was supposed to be walking beside the River Cober, but as soon as we got out of the carpark, we found that the path was no where to be seen!!

 



 

We then tried to walk through the woodland and found that that had turned in to a lake!!

Determined not to be out done by the floods, Dad tried to wade on through the flood water to get to a passable path.  I however found that I had to swim to cross the path, and in the end Dad had to give up and return to dry land. 

Trying to find another walk close by we met more signs of flood with in-passable roads, and even a goat which had taken the wise decision to move up on to the roof to avoid rising water. 

 

And still the rain keeps coming.......even I am hoping it's a dry new year!!

My Christmas Message

To all my fellow tail waggers and mud wallowers I hope that you have had a fun and fulfilling year. 

When I think back on the year, I think of the summer swims, the picnics I've bounced through, the flooded fields I've dug in, and the horse poo I've rolled in. There have also been numerous coats which regretfully I have had to tolerate, much like the bow I was encouraged to wear for Christmas Day!

I am looking forward to my adventures in 2013 and hope to share many of them with you.

Happy Christmas and Happy New Year everyone. 

Racing The Tide At Perranuthnoe

Walk length: 30mins

Muddy Rating: Summer-dry/Winter-moderate

I love Perranuthnoe and its surrounding walks.  It has a great beach, with lots of smaller often deserted coves near by.  There are great views of St Michaels Mount, it has a pub and a seaside cafe. 

From the church at the top of the village you can head west along a foot path towards St Michaels Mount.  Along the path there are several points of interest.  There is usually a field with pigs to one side which is worth a sniff and there is a second field with chickens.  I'm a lover of all animals so I often sit and watch as the pigs and chickens go about their daily business. 

You can keep following the path towards St Michaels Mount and end up in Marazion, but we cut down another footpath and head back towards Perranuthnoe along side the sea.  That way we pass the small rocky coves where I go and paddle all year round. 

I had my first ever swim on one of the coves on this walk when I was only a few months old.  I've been a lover of water ever since.  I thought you might like to see me as a puppy after my first swim so have included an old photo!

 

Once back at Perranuthnoe you can go on to the beach (winter and summer evenings only).  Todays run on the beach was rather a short one.  The tide comes in quick at Perranuthnoe.  One minute I was chasing a ball across the sand, and the next I was chest deep in water.  Some nice people with a baby in a pushchair had to run to dry ground but the wave caught up with them and the pushchair got very wet.  Lucky mum and dad had our little person in a carrier! 

Here Dad and I are running to safety on the higher beach.  But Mum got wet taking the photo!