So you know where I live.... I mean on the moors, but every now and again, I get the privilege (if you can call it that!) of being home alone with the boys. On these days when moors-daddy is at work we have no other choice than to walk the dog, come rain or shine.
Okay so where we live is lovely but the logistics of getting three boys up on the moors takes it time.
Beanie is fine and has never been a problem. Since the age of 18 months he has freely walked the mile long loop that we go on. Monkey has never been a walker and so last weekend, I made my decision that he should now be walking the whole way. So I ditched the double buggy and got out my trusty Jane Powertrack. Monkey's first thoughts when he saw it were "me go in there", to which my response was "no, your are a big boy and you're going to walk and Worm is going in there". Expecting tears I carried on dressing them for winter.
We set off. Beanie and I always used to have adventures when he was little so we played along for Monkeys sake.
So where do we go?
We start by walking along the track that follows the wall of the bottom end of the moors. In the corner where two walls meet, there is a huge pile of leaves that Beanie used to jump in when he was little. We walked over there but the pile had yet to materialise, so the boys just threw what they could at each other!
They posed for a picture, Beanie with a couple of leaves stuck to his hat!
and Worm oblivious to it all!
From the 'leaf pile' we walk up through 'the trees', a small area with about a dozen or so trees in it, which the boys like to play hide and seek amongst ...
Monkey as you can see is not very good at hide and seek, but does like to shout "Boo" when you find him.
At the top of 'the trees' is a big oak, perfect for walking around.
Amongst the trees we inevitably find sticks to pick up that become, walking sticks, light sabers or guns!
From here we continue to follow the wall up to 'the slopes', this is perfect for running up and down. The slopes are quite steep and can be tricky if too wet, and after a really heavy rainfall, wellies are essential. We can spend 5-10 minutes here, running around.
And then, from 'the slopes' we go over the top and start our decent. They boys like to go through the tracks that lead through the gorse. There are loads of pony and sheep tracks that they can follow and they love a bit of independence.
Then it's down hill. The boys and dog run on ahead and we meet up at our stones.
Originally the base of a bench, there are now just three granite stones. When Beanie was little it was one for him, one for me and one for moors-daddy. As you can see now, moors-daddy and I have been relegated to standing!
From here, we continue back around through the very muddy bit back to our gate. It took us about 40 minutes to walk, but Monkey walked the whole way and on Saturday only asked once if he could go in the pram. On Sunday we repeated it and he didn't bother asking. If he can do that, there's no excuse. We just need to make every walk an adventure!