Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Busy up top

 Its a regular occurrence, the trip to the summit of the bonsai mountain, unusual in that Rio was with me
 and we found this large family group of wild ponies grazing on the summit. They didn't stay
 for the view once we arrived
 and Rio was happy to plod around
 the summit cairn.
As we have no TV I fulfilled my need to be a nerd in the evening by making this tiny Opel Truck.

Tuesday, 18 July 2017

Welcome back!

 MBAOSPW and Supergrandma have been on holiday so to welcome them home we all met at the boys favourite Pizza Hut. Other pizza sellers are available.
My reward for not breaking anything while she was away :)

Initiation

 Tristan climbed the biggest mountain in south Wales before he was 4, so his little brother has to do the same. Obviously.
 So on a very warm afternoon the three of us set off to the summit of Pen Y Fan,
 Full of enthusiasm, mostly.
 Quite full of sugar.
 Which the boys shared nicely, big bro looking after little bro.
 At the saddle leading to Corn Du they added to the cairn.
 An hours and 45 minutes they had reached the top
 and were rewarded by spectacular views
 that feeling of achievement
 and lots of hugs
 for the little mountain goats.
 Getting down was a bit quicker but involved more sit downs.
 Thankfully the hot dog van was still open where they had two of the finest and ice creams.
 Eric and Ernie made the trip as well.
 RRMK2 was not tired after his initiation!
The Apprentice beaming with pride.

Friday, 14 July 2017

More marmot madness

 Having not found Marv I now knew exactly where he was and much to Rocky's chagrin I set off to find him without a K9 companion.
 Taking a shortcut this time of year meant crossing huge stretches of 6 foot high braken
 but eventually I was free of the Jungle and on the summit
 the left of which was a
 cairn and under a rock would be ...
 a pile of nut shells! Someone has nicked Marv!
 Eric and Ernie enjoyed the trip
 and we found a quicker way back
to find all four tyres were up, so its a win.

Thursday, 13 July 2017

Where's Marv?

 Convinved I knew where Marv the Marmot was hiding yours truly coerced a fellow mountaineer into getting up at 2am heading for the hills and
 looking for said rodent.
 Ours would be a micro adventure over before a well earned breakfast at the cafe by our office before a long days social work.
 It has to be said it was worth getting out of bed for to see the sunrise over the Brecon Beacons at 5am.
 That said, by 6am there was a relaisation
 that despite the topography matching the photo
 as we got closer to where I thought Marv was
 turns out he wasnt. Maybe they planted him further east was my only thought and they used a stock photo of the mountains we were on as a clue, not to be where you could see where the picture was taken but somewhere else. If you catch my drift.
 Anyways by 7.15 we had trekked 9 miles with two to go before a massive breakfast
 and Mrs Bear was dog tired but happy
 especially when we got back to the car, one that had been lent to me while they fixed Stan's canopy.
 Why any moron would let our tyres down is beyond me, but these morons exist and one had hence a very late show at work
 after being rescued by a nice young man called Joe who was passing and had a track pump in his car.
Further along we met Leon the nice AA man who put the valves back in our tyres as they should be and by lunchtime we had breakfast. And a story to tell. But no cuddly toy.

Wednesday, 12 July 2017

Where am I?

 This is Will.I.am, he is where he is supposed to be, well nearly, he shouldn't be in the feed store helping himself. Now Apollo on the hoof is definitely not where he is supposed to be, he's gorn.
 So armed with a surrogate action Berner, Bryn and yours truly set off over the hills looking for the naughty pony.
 Along the way we found you could quite possibly get blood from a stone.
 As suspected the errant pony was not with the herd close to the house, close as in only a mile away.
 No, he was over the top
and down the other side of the ridge, 2 miles away, making 4 by the time he got frogmarched back home . Bless him.