A Walk on the Wild Side

 Lucky I have my jolly-holly trekking sticks with me when I go out a-walking.

I frequently meet this bunch of rascals. They run free but usually don't stray from their patch of land. At the time I pass by they are usually being fed by their owner who comes up in the evening to check on them.

Lately they've been out on the road and follow me probably hoping to be fed. I turn and berate them and wave my sticks and they back off making loud gobbly noises.

Today they had gone exploring and were heading for trouble down a narrow lane. A car came along and they had to run like the wind on their spindly legs, wings down, chins a wobbling.

The guy in the car herded them most of the way back and I took over waving my sticks and telling them off for being a gang of half wits who couldn't find their way home.

Luckily they didn't decide to gather their forces and attack or it would have been me running down the road on spindly-ish legs with my chin wobbling wildly.

I've shown you this photo before. Some frustrated hunter couldn't find a poor sparrow or a bunny rabbit to shoot at and shot up the sign post instead.

Leaving a few cartridges behind. 

I have run into hunters on my walk, with guns and all that camouflage gear but they have been out giving their dogs a run. I think.  

Is hunting allowed on the island??  K has inquired but answers are vague. As long as you don't get caught seems to be the law. 

Remember those fierce dogs that used to bark at me when I walked passed. Well, it seems they weren't as fierce as they looked and sounded. The other day they didn't even bother to bark and wagged tails as I saluted them and said 'good evening'. I'm still glad they're behind a high fence though.

My walks are slowly getting longer and I'm now getting to the point where I can see the sea.

It's only about 3-4 ks. I must take my step and km watch and see just how far I am walking. I'm aiming for 5ks.

I'm not interested in breaking records or walking a marathon