Harris – with Nanny
So we packed up and were ready to hitch, when Pebbles shifted forward on the electric jack and we were stuck as the jack was at an angle and wouldn’t go down any further. Luckily daddy came to the rescue with a big hammer and hit it back straight and we were good to go. We headed south to Harris to another campsite on the beach (http://www.ukcampsite.co.uk/sites/details.asp?revid=8648). Only, when we got there, there was a problem. No one could find the keys to Pebbles. Lots of panicking unfolded and a thorough search of the car, but still no keys. Nanny was very worried and offered to look after us whilst mummy & daddy went back to Cnip to look for them. We had a spare set, so we pitched Pebbles and Jim and I stayed with Scratchy to look after Pebbles, with Nanny supervising, whilst mummy and daddy drove all the way back to Cnip on Lewis, to look for the keys. Mummy was very upset as Auntie Debi had given her a lovely keyring when we first got Pebbles. How hard can it be to keep hold of the keys!
Mummy & Daddy concluded that when the jack slipped, the keys must’ve fallen on the floor as they were perched on the gas bottle cover. Unfortunately, when they got there, the keys were nowhere to be seen. They asked everyone, and left their number with the warden in case anyone handed them in. They stopped at every cattle grid on the way out (and there were a lot) and searched on hands and knees to see if they had fallen in there, but no luck. Eventually they had to admit they were lost and headed back to Horgabost. When they got back nanny showed us the beach, which was a lot smaller, but still nice.
There was even a pontoon that wobbled lots when you walked on it. We didn’t like that very much, but daddy was having fun on it!
The sun was setting so we headed back to relax after the stressful day
Monday was a busy work day so I daydreamed out of the window
After what seemed like forever, we headed out for a walk but the tide was in. We tried to walk across the fields to Seilebost but we ended up on the road.
The views were nice though
This is looking back to the beach at the campsite
When we got back to our beach it was still quite busy so we stayed on lead so as not to annoy people…as if we would! People love us saying hello and jumping up at them!
Not a bad view from the pitch
After some work and shopping on Tuesday, we decided to drive down the road to Scarista beach which was lovely, even in the rain
As we arrived everyone was leaving, due to the rain, so we had the beach to ourselves
We made full use of this, although I didn’t overly like the beach today so I kept kicking off and trying to go home. Nanny didn’t understand that sometimes I just don’t like things and if I don’t like something I want to go home! Eventually she got the hint and we all went home. I think this was more because Harley ran off too though!
Jim decided he would have cuddles with daddy when we got back, which daddy loved
On Wednesday we went for a run on Luskentyre beach, so on Thursday we had some cuddles with mummy
Then we went back to Luskentyre beach for a walk so mummy could get some photos
it was very pretty, once we got away from the people with kites, that I was trying to kill
Eventually the kites all left, so we decided to stay on the beach and had a play
These beaches really are beautiful
We liked this beach as it was white sand again, better than yellow sand me thinks!
Our time on Harris had come to an end, so on Friday we packed up and headed, very early, to Leverburgh to catch the ferry back to Berneray. We wanted to get there early to empty tanks at the port. Until next time, Love & licks, Rosie xxxx