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Sometimes when I’m out walking with Skip the Dog it’s easy to lose track of time and indeed my location. <\/p>\nSometimes when I’m out walking with Skip the Dog it’s easy to lose track of time and indeed my location. <\/p>\n
I am wandering along the many woodland tracks and trails and my mind is also on the roam. I should be considering the great issues of our age, like what to do about Palestine, but more than likely I’m thinking shallow stuff like what sort of cake I should bake and whether I’ve put the dishwasher on. <\/p>\n
Suddenly it’ll occur to me that I don’t actually know where I am and a prickle of panic will rise. Not that I’m going to be so<\/em> lost I can’t find my way home, I don’t walk fast so I can’t have covered too much ground, however these trails and trees can all look the same. <\/p>\n Skip’s no help – although he likes to lead out on the walk he has no clue where we’re supposed to be going and when a ‘junction’ approaches he’ll invariably find something really interesting on the ground that requires his detailed investigation. <\/p>\n Once I’ve turned left or right he’ll then rush forward again to take up his default pacesetter position.<\/p>\n One such evening, I found myself adrift in the wood as the sun was going down. Suddenly, the benign forest took on an eerier feel, there was the screech of a buzzard overhead and we heard a mystery animal crash through the undergrowth a little way off. <\/p>\n Skip thought about giving chase but then looked at me with a ‘WTF was that?’ expression and we drew close. I stopped and tried to get my bearings, then decided the best thing to do would be to head for the fast fading light. I quickened my pace and stomped through the bush, brambles snagging my progress as we blazed a trail to who knew where? <\/p>\n
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