I don't know who Mary Davis is but she's not wrong. Having dogs and loving walks seems to go hand in hand and I am very lucky to live in a place with so many options. Whether it's up Graig Mountain or down along the river, I must have walked them hundreds of times.
Last year in lockdown we must have gone on a different walk every day, kids were moaning, dogs were trying to hide their leads......bliss!!!
Dogs need walking, but even if they didn't, i'd be out. Walking is so underrated, as a sufferer of sciatica I find that it helps to keep active. It is also very important for mental health, time in nature away from technology, relaxing bird sounds and chats with other people.
My children do not appreciate this and have to be dragged away from their rooms into the outside, reacting like vampires exposed to sunlight and holy water (or rain, as it's more commonly known). Funny thing is, 5 minutes into a walk and they have reverted to their normal non vampire-like selves and away from all the distractions of the home, will open up and talk. It is well worth the bribery and cajoling.
I will walk through all seasons, there is no such thing as bad weather, only unsuitable clothing. I learned this the hard way, through wet feet, numb legs and soggy erm...butt. I now have a wardrobe that Bear Grylls would be proud of though I do take a water bottle so I don't have to resort to drinking the kind of things that he drinks. Living in this area is a bit of a minefield when choosing the right gear to walk in, after all, May generally sees every season every day. 10 degrees and windy in the a.m. 24 degrees and snowing in the p.m.
Sometimes if it is raining a lot, I have raincoats for my dogs too. Not that they care, it just saves me wringing them out and blasting them with the dog dryer when we get home.
As Marilyn Monroe once said...
"Give a girl the right shoes and she can conquer the world "
Now i'm not sure walking boots are what she had in mind but then she had never walked a dog, in Wales, in May.