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Travel Jinxes

Cool slightly rainy morning, I allowed Rosie to choose our walking route.  She chose a path that led from the old Clitters mine along the valley into the woods, turned into a deerpath and ended abruptly at a truly magnificent Badger Palace with a great many exits, all of which had to be carefully inspected and puffed down, so the badgers knew the Terrible Hound had come upon them and would surely slay them if they only dared to poke a nose above ground*.

There were horseflies and I got bitten twice, so I hauled Rosie away through the bracken in the direction of the road, where we found a deer-track, which sadly was more suitable for her than for me, being designed for people with four feet not two.  But I made my way along it bent double till we got to the road, which was bedecked with nettles and we both got stung.  Then she was cross because I'd made her go through the nettles and planted her feet in the middle of the road and adamantly refused to move, causing two cars to have to sit patiently while I tried to move her, and eventually gave up and had to pick her up bodily to get her out of the way.

She thought this was hilarious and wagged and danced in triumph afterwards, the minx.

Much head-wagging among people I met on my walk about the Terrible Road Closure in the next village, which has cut off one of the bridges that connect Devon to Cornwall.  The signage set up was very minimal, and therefore many people, including caravanners and people driving large lorries, have charged onwards regardless until they actually hit the road closure in the middle of the village, and are left with no option but to try to turn down Under Road (slightly wider than a horse and cart) or do a three point turn and go back whence they came.  If they go down Under Road, they then get taken on an exciting tour of the back lanes and not to any of the other bridges.  This is an excellent source of entertainment and gossip for all who do not need to visit Devon at present.

* a total lie.  I hope she never gets within reach of a badger because she's made of gossamer and sticks and is also a complete coward. 


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7th Aug, 2018 13:06 (UTC)
I'm getting the sense that Rosie can be stubborn! :D
7th Aug, 2018 16:55 (UTC)
This summer is apparently the year that the department of transportation planners looked at a map and decided to block off roads in such a way that you canNOT travel any distance on any major road without encountering construction.

One of the things that happens is that a ramp will be closed for a couple of weeks...but they don't actually put signs up until you get right up on it, and then suddenly you discover that you can't actually go that way, when, if there had been a sign informing you of this closed ramp you would have taken a different exit. It is extremely bothersome.
8th Aug, 2018 00:02 (UTC)
Power corrupts.
8th Aug, 2018 18:59 (UTC)

At least they finally straightened out the horrific mess that is known as the Crosstown Commons, which was designed back in the 50s and the people who designed it finally came out and admitted about a decade ago that they were high when they designed it.
7th Aug, 2018 19:03 (UTC)
Applause for Rosie for standing her ground. I am sure the badgers were terrified, or at least sighing wearily at another dog with ambitions.
7th Aug, 2018 22:21 (UTC)
There's something very surreal about a bridge that connects Devon to Cornwall -- to this Northerner's ear, at any rate!

I didn't know dogs could get nettled. When I was living on the river, I found that dock leaves do work on humans, if you really grind them into the skin.
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