Lizzy and the Harris hawk 20/01/2012

I have reached the point were Lizzy my 13 month old springer has been introduced to most livestock and completely ignores Sheep, horses and my ferrets, so i thought it would be a good idea to take her out with my friends harris hawk. The weather wasn't the best with high winds and light rain forecast for later but we decided to crack on. At first both bird and dog were very wary of on another, but once lizzy's attention was focused on the cover and what was in it they started to work as a team. The ferrets also worked well flushing over a dozen rabbits. We gave the bird a rest in the afternoon and and netted half a dozen good sized rabbits, one for the hawk, one for the ferrets and the rest in the pot { lizzy had a dawsons pie} The whole day was a success and the only near miss we had was when lizzy went to sniff the rabbit that the bird was eating and got a peck on the nose, no harm done and a lesson learned.

Beautiful Liverpool

Windermere round trip via Kentmere and Troutbeck 6/1/12

This was my English springer spaniel Lizzy's first trip to the lakes and so i eased her in with a train trip to Windermere. We arrived by train and set off up the not so glamorous A591 for about a mile until you see a sign for Heaning, theirs a number of tracks you can take but we decided to make our way to Kentmere Hall so we trekked over the heather covered tops of High Ho { must of been were the seven dwarfs came from} . The track is quite clear and theirs a good few photo opportunities on its decent into Kentmere, The village is very remote and my dads old saying of " where theirs a church theirs a pub " was blown out of the water as they don't even have a shop ! We sat and had some lunch at Badgers rock then as the lakeland weather set in ie rain we set off along Garburn pass into Troutbeck. This is a much smarter village with plenty of community activity,  we did not hang around but instead took the national trusts route to Orrest head which brings you out on the road opposite the train station. The next train to Wigan was in ten minutes so i didn't have time to get a couple of real ales from Booths but just managed to give lizzy { very wet dog} a rub down with the towel that i brought. By mistake { honest } we sat down in first class and the conductor was so taken with the dog that he never even checked our ticket so it was the lap of luxury all the way home.