After our first one and a half lazy days of exploring Kotor it was time to shift a gear and aim for some real little trekking.
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Welcome to our first blog post from New Zealand! 11,654 miles, a whole other hemisphere and a new landscape to explore.
Another of our favourite days out is Whinlatter Forest which I have written about before as we just can’t stay away. It’s a fabulous area of forest just outside Keswick looking out over Bassenthwaite Lake where an osprey couple come to breed every April.
I don’t know about anyone else’s children but my little man has reached the terrible two’s and he is no longer happy just to go on a walk with the dogs! He has even used the word "boring" though I’m not sure he knows what it means and I think he got it from his 12 year old cousin! So what can we do the dogs still need a walk?
Before settling down for the night in Charmouth, I had given myself a good talking to for having ‘confused’ numbers such as 56 and 59 with much smaller numbers such as 40. I had looked again at the route for the following day, established that Brixham was 54 miles away, which would mean setting off at half-past nine, and had given myself another good talking to.
My idea of a great canoe trip is to go on a journey. The boys’ idea of a great canoe trip is to canoe for perhaps half-a-mile, land somewhere ‘interesting’, and spend several hours ‘pottering’ about.
Paddles (and a spade) were scrounged, the boat was driven to the caravan site (we thought 2 sea kayaks on the roof were a bit unwieldy, but an open boat is a whole different kettle of fish!) and calm weather was spotted on the horizon. The launch of HMS Patience was on!
We've just returned from a week-long holiday in sunny Cornwall, our first family holiday in the UK. Whilst we were there we just had to visit the Eden Project and weren't disappointed.
After a good night’s sleep and a fantastic full breakfast we were cycling by half-past nine. I was quite impressed by our departure time, but less so by the weather. The drizzle had not been forecast; nor had the thunderstorm. As we toiled up a steep hill, the heavens opened and we were pelted by hailstones, which really hurt when your only protection is a bit of lycra.
I’ll be honest that the idea of going to an ‘adventure park’ or ‘theme park’ usually wants to make me run screaming to the hills in the other direction. My usual tactic is not to tell the children that these types of places exist as selfishly I would rather go for a walk, bike ride or any other outdoor activity.
We are nearing the end of our epic journey through Europe and can now look back at the highlights. One of the best activities we did was the ‘Acrobranche’ in Mallemoisson, in the Alpes de Haute Provence. A high-ropes course though pine trees, with a child-friendly course for the over 3’s.