When Gay and Mary suggested walking from their backyard, almost, down at Paignton, I thought we may get a dozen or so, as it's right on the fringe of our "territory". So not to disappoint I sent off a pic to the
local paper to haul out any Bassets we'd missed.
If anyone else stops you out walking and says " . . . don't see many of
them these days," just tell them about Sunday. I didn't attempt to
count, someone said "more than 50", but a more reliable source said 44.
Plus an uncountable number of terriers and hunters and weasels . . . and
a Great Dane masquerading as a Basset (just watch the video, and you
work it out).
Now an apology. When press photographers try and get the perfect
photograph when trying to line up 40 + hounds and a terrier comes and
sniffs the camera and someone else waves a dog biscuit to get my Matilda
to look in the right direction - say NO. Enough's enough. With most of
Paignton watching on, we did eventually detach ourselves and spread
along the beach and up and down and up and down about 300 steps. ("Well
what do you expect on a COAST path?"). Some understandably did not make
it all the way round, and if I did not manage to greet everyone, please
again accept an apology. At least it didn't rain. And maybe some will be
brave and give us another try . . .
(Photos by Guy)
Pack Mascot Will leading the chase - winding them up?
Guy & Sarah's Maude, another stirrer.