Alla inlägg den 23 juni 2013

Av EvaLena Hallgren - 23 juni 2013 21:11

Day 3 of this adventure and we are getting closer to the destination of Mom and Lottas puppy town.
Both of them have traveled this route thousands times, and they keep saying this and that changed. New places popped up ? New roads they never seen and so on...............personally I think they’re having memory losses, but I’m a polite dog and stay in the back of Adrienne pretending I hear nothing.............. napping.
This is the first mosquito buying the farm
There’s a lot of wild flowers growing by the road, and I listen to a lot of ooohing and aahing from the front seat.
This is the beginning of a new bridge in Sundsvall, and it’s going to be huge
We stopped at the big Y which is the letter of the province we are in now. We’re “wild camping” tonight, so I sure hope the police don’t show up.................that would be so embarrassing
This is the old bridge on old E4 both my people used to travel...........and we walked a bit on the old road.
Like I mentioned before, Mom never grow up, but why the dickens does she need to drag me into her childish games 
I met some human puppies to play with and I showed them how to make a rasberry
Finally, once again Moms personal chef made an delicious supper...........
Batteries in the computer is almost gone, so the last picture is of a doghouse on the grounds, but noway, nohow am I sleeping there.
wet kisses to you all
Good night

Av EvaLena Hallgren - 23 juni 2013 08:32

Another gorgeous day, woke up to a blue sky with small white cotton clouds. Lotta is considering another dip in the ocean. Mom says it’s way to cold and will not under any circumstances consider such an exercise.
I spent the morning reading Lottas book called “a certain justice”and I thought it was going to about why we don’t have the same rights as humans .............not so at all
After breakfast we headed North,and we’re driving through century old ironworks country. We stopped at one of the biggest called Forsmark, were we explored the grounds of many old buildings. Everything was kept so pristine it was hard to imagine it was as old as it was.
This was the barons house, Af Ugglas, and I don’t think we were supposed to park here, but Mom pretends she’s a tourist and don’t understand anything. (Actually, she was pretending we lived here, she can be so childish) ..................Well, there was nobody at home anyway
the grounds was so gorgeous we almost wished it was evening and time to sleep, we could have stayed,and allowed Neptune to watch over us, but we continued north on small roads in a slow pace.
gorgeous well preserevd millstone
we finally crossed the river that divides North from the South.It’s called Dalälven, and lucky for you guys you weren't here having  to cover your ears to protect them from bursting. There was a roar of nostalgic acknowledgement from my people. Guess it was like a homecoming for them ................ 
Lotta has become Moms personal chef and last night they had bbq chorizos almond potatoes, and a Lotta invented a sauce with mustard and a bunch of other stuff. All this and a salad hit the spot, and than a very early bedtime.........
Lotta is waiting for Mom for a morning swim so I’m outta here to watch.
wet kisses.

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