Walking

The drive to the campsite re-charged the battery. I just hope it was sufficiently charged to start again for the journey home
Wednesday too was bright and sunny.This bright weather seemed to endorse my decision to take the van out. I arrived early at the campsite, Halse Farm in Somerset on the edge of Exmoor to find that it was almost empty. Tucked away in one corner was a very large tent. I pulled up and went down to the farmhouse to register. On the door was a notice informing me that everybody was in the lambing sheds. Just to go there to announce my arrival.  I was surprised to find 3 very young persons (perhaps they only seemed young) injecting and marking the lambs. I was told to just set up on any pitch I wished.
Despite being sunny it was rather chilly. Taking the dogs for a short walk up over the moor after I had set up it was particularly noticeable how cold it was with the wind whistling over the hills. Going back and having a hot cup of tea was bliss.
The next day was a disappointment; overcast and extremely cold. I did little except read and write. If the weather was going to be so dis-spiriting I considered returning home.
What a surprise! It was bright and suuny and so somehow did not seem so cold. A good walking day.
Now was as good a time as any to take Amber for a long walk and leave Ruby behind in the van. If she unexpectedly made some noise it would not disturb anyone.
Amber and I walk all the way to the Tarr Steps and up over Winsford Hill back to the campsite;a fair step. A thoroughly enjoyable walk through all kinds of terrain. When we got back to the van Ruby was obviously happy to see us but did not seem too unduly upset.  It was noticeable, however, that all the walks Ruby took thereafter she was lack lustre and much slower.
The next day was also sunny but unfortuately I had to return home. I did so but not before I made an unpleasant discovery.