In between our latest adventure and purchasing an ex-army truck for our next adventure, I have written a book about a previous adventure!
documents the first three month winter season that we spent in beautiful Pups on Piste – A Ski Season in Italy Monte Rosa, one of the ski areas of the Aosta Valley in northern Italy.
With parables from on piste and off,
tells of my own skiing journey – from tears on a blue run to powder hound, along with how we got a full season on the snow when we, “don’t look old enough to have given up work” – and what we did for Winter Walkies with four pups in tow. Pups on Piste
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The Fab Four in Monte Rosa, where ‘Fur Babies’ and ‘Dog on the Rhine’ were written!
We are very excited to have been featured as Guest Blogger on ‘Keep Your Paws on the Road’ Stateside.
Four British Cavapoos in Italy featured on an American Blog. Not only that, we received a photo from a lady who has bought our book in Australia. We have definitely gone Global!
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Young people – the meaning of ‘wireless’ in the mid 1900s. We Ancients had one at home!
If you travel with dogs, it is inevitable that you will, at some point, travel with a sick puppy.
Of course, the best time for this to happen is when, for one night and one night only, you are staying in a dog-friendly hotel room with white linen and – what were they thinking?!!! Carpets…
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The Art of Conversation; Grandma’s Advice on the Maintenance of Marital Bliss & Cracking Codes (You WILL see what I did there..!)
Mark and I are ‘differently organised’.
It caused a last-minute panic.
Continue reading “On the Road – You Must be Brave and Tireless…”
Spring is coming to the mountains!
Experiments on the Edge of Control, we sat on the sun terrace with the dogs. A Polish family came along and told us to go to Hel. Continue reading “Spring is Coming to the Mountains!”
The ever-changing views; from the top of Bettaforca, evening falls on the Champoluc Valley.
We are well into our three months here in Monte Rosa and have really got into the swing. We enjoy the ever-changing views of the mountains, the smell of log fires and the muffled silence of a snow-covered wilderness. The days have been a glorious blur of joyous ski descents and beautiful walks with the dogs under bluebird skies, followed by a sauna, a simple, hearty meal and a DVD.
Our skiing has improved markedly, although the only Italian that I can claim to have learnt is the word for Haemorrhoids. This is a condition from which the Italian version of Facebook seems to think I suffer, judging by the frequency of pop-up ads for some special kind of haemorrhoid-relieving toilet paper!
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The Look of Reproach. “You’ve forgotten something. US!”
We were back to the look of reproach from the pups as we left today.
Really. We should have listened…
Continue reading “STRANDED!”