We're off

Are you wearing your water-proof  boots ?  If not, I have an extra pair I can lend you.  Glad you've got that good coat, hat and mitts.

No, I don't think we should pick up the hot chocolate first.  Let's save that for afterwards.
 

What keen eyes you have, to notice that  path leading off into the woods. All the times I've been to Hartlen Point, and I've never seen that trail.

How marvellous to be walking somewhere new, through the softly falling snow.

It's a bit sloppy underfoot, hence the need for waterproof footwear.

The woods are opening up ahead.   Wendy and Trey wait patiently for us to catch up.

Oh my !  The path has lead us on the Hartlen Point Forces Golf Course.  I've only ever seen this course from a distance.  This is going to be fun.

You're right, it is snowing harder.  It's sticking to the trees, and our eye lashes and hair. Better put your hat on, or your head will get soaked.

Which way now ?   OK.  It sounds like the shore is this way, you can hear the distant waves.

Oh that was lovely.  Great suggestion.

WOW !  See that !

A great big hare shot out of the underbrush, with Wendy and Trey hot on his tail.  Bet he loses them in those woods.

Where'd he go ?

Time to head back and get that hot chocolate.  My coat is soaked.  Hope you're not too wet.

That was fun.  What are you doing tomorrow ?

Back to Hartlen Point

Yesterday was cool, wet and windy.   The rain over the previous days had been hard and driving.  During a sunny break, I took Buffy and Trey, for a ball run at Hartlen Point.

If I stand on tip toe, I can just see England. ;-)

The site, at the eastern gateway to Halifax harbour, provides a clear view of the sea in every direction.  Around 1942 it was the location of a watch station, tasked with finding U-boat targets.  Interestingly, it was staffed, not by military, but by Department of Transport personnel.   I posted about a previous visit here.

I chucked the balls off the cliff.  The dogs took off in hot pursuit.  From my perch I could see both balls amongst the beach rocks below.  The dogs searched in ever-widening circles.  I was very frustrated to see Trey find Buffy's ball, and continue on without it !  He didn't want THAT ball.  He was looking for HIS ball !

I walked to a spot where I could get down to the beach, as unlike the dogs, I'm not good at scrambling down mucky cliffs.

After retrieving Buffy's ball, I began chucking both balls UP the cliff.

Trey looks down at me, after not being able to find the ball .

As a result of the big rains, there were several spots where water was coursing down, undermining the cliff's edge, causing slabs of grass to slide down.

The rains also provided Buffy and Trey with big puddles to run through, chasing the remaining ball

It's wonderful to have such stunning scenery just 4 km. from my home.

Have I mentioned before how very lucky I feel to live here ?