I arrived back from Holland (thanks to Air NZ for another lovely flight) just in time to have a quick walk up in Wadestown before the RWC. What a tense 80 minutes.
Monday was Labour day and we drove up to Waikanae to give Folly a good run on the beach.
The following weekend, we did a lovely walk behind Day's Bay (note to visitors: walking up 350m from sea level is quite normal and frequent so start walking up some hills!). We had our first BBQ, steak and Eduardo made Bearnaise. Delicious. Began to feel like Spring has arrived.
Eduardo and I enjoying the sun outside before our BBQ.
The garden at the back of house is a wonderfully enticing sun trap.
Folly doing some of her crazy vizsla circles. This is in the green belt, a few minutes from our house, where we run every day after work.
Then this weekend.
We had thought we'd go camping but a southerly cold front appeared and the temperature plummeted. The decision not to go might have also had something to do with the fact that I was at a Red Cross do all day and so wrote a list and sent it to Eduardo asking him to pack a number of (ok, so the list was quite long!) items.
It was also fireworks night so we decided to stay for that. Our road was packed. People, cars everywhere. We felt guilty we did not have a party, every one of our neighbours certainly did! Folly was not scared in the slightest; maybe we'll make a gun dog out of her after all, intrigued but not frightened.
Great atmosphere and stunning display. Thanks Wellie. Hope they do it again for NYE when parents are all out.
After work and before fireworks, we parked at the bottom of Thorndon and walked up to the Ridgeway walk in the town belt. Good few hours up there wandering about and only saw one other person with their little dog.
Up behind Wadestown.
View from our door step, easiest fireworks night I've ever had and by far the best view.
Today we decided our vizsla needed to cover some miles. We went to Cafe Lafare for breakfast and met a three year old vizsla called Sophie and her owners (nameless of course), he had been accosted by one of Linda's friends Roland on Mount Vic asking whether Sophie was Folly so they knew all about the Vizsla from Nelson who used to run away with her brother! We actually met Roland last week when up running about Mount Vic. We drove to the old Rimutaka railway track with our bikes and covered approx 20k round trip, Folly running all the time along side. She was not tired at all! And since we got home she has been full of enthusiasm, trying to eat flies and could not sit still. More of that then!
Clear Sunday evening in Wellie, beautiful.
