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No Go for No Name

Caching has been a rare event this year for one reason or another. Last weekend we got a chance to get a few local caches with some caching pals who are moving to the great Western Island soon. I only got a couple of pictures for our five caches, but this weekend we took the dog on an adventure to get a few more  caches – and pictures!

So – from last weekend:

The view from around about  GC2M165 BGSc: Block Course Which we did not attempt. I value my arms, legs, head, spine and every other bit of me too much.   Properly equipped I’ll be more than happy to take it on.

And somewhere in there is a cache of course. Cam Bash GC3084C. We found the cache eventually with a couple of ‘suggestions’ from our friend who had already done this one.  PB was the one whose eagle eye finally spied it. It wasn’t so much that it was a bush bash to get in, as there is quite a nice little geopath now once you hop over that fallen log & head a little left, but due to being totally under cover the GPS was pretty slow to respond. So we still had to look around over a fairly wide area. And we may have found a cache, but somewhere in there I lost my sweatshirt that was tied around my waist ….. or not.

Today we went to the notorious NoName Road. There are a few caches out that way that are all ‘drive-bys’ – in the Moneydork definition of a driveby.
GC2J1Q6 Kumara Crossroads    was easy enough to get to  – the ‘cobbled ‘ road made for a bumpy ride, but other than that it’s fairly accessible, and appears to have a resident weka acting as guardian.  PB made a quick find here. And then we watched the weka for a bit.

Could be a cache in there ..... or maybe a weka .....

... definitely a weka ....

After that we were going to head a bit closer to  GCR2HC No Name, but we couldn’t make it very far at all and didn’t fancy a long walk, so we might tackle that another day from another direction.

We opted to turn left instead and try for Gc2JCB1 ‘There is no shame in having NO NAME’. This was definitely a 4WD cache tackled from this direction, but would be fairly easy to get to from the Marsden  end.

Heading in to the forest

Not many places to see the views for the trees

Had to do a bit of landscaping along the way

Some pretty bits of track

Hey Dad!!!! Don't leave us behind!!

"Yep that's the cache Mum!"

Annie made the find here with Ruger to witness the log signing and PB as photographic director.

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Playtime

Ruger & Neve are, to be honest, don’t play well with others. Neve would – given half a chance, as she’s a busy little girl who likes to make friends with anyone human or canine. Ruger, on the other hand is territorial.  He doesn’t like anyone to play with his sister. Not that he necessarily wants to play with her, but no one else can either.
 

However they do love when my friend K. comes around with her two dogs. Sometimes we go to K’s house too. The number of dogs that ends up THERE can be quite variable!! On Friday we had six, and on Saturday when we all went around there for a meal, there were seven.

So it can be quite a riot.  Ruger usually entertains himself playing with his Jollyball (Thanks Penny & Velcro!!) But the rest of the tribe prefers to have a human throwing their tennis balls or toys for them.  And with less humans than canine, the dynamics of that doesn’t always work out well!!!

So here we all are:

 
 

Sammy - the old guy

 

 

Ruger - " I'm just having a little rest. "

 

Buddy - Energizer Dog!

 



Katie - An old girl still going strong

 



Tylar & her favourite toy!

 



Neve - "Playing is hot work!"

Diva Dog Walking

Last week I was working on the ‘other side of town’ near to PB’s Mum’s place.  The hours I was working left me plenty of time to take Diva the dog for a few walks. She’s been missing out on her walks since MIL had surgery. I really enjoyed walking in a different area of town too.  Diva is a Border collie so she’s pretty energetic , but she seems to be well behaved on walks – more so than the canine rascals at this house!!  MIL lives nearer to the river

and the beach, so there’s lots of great places to walk.  We got in some walks on the streets,

 along the flood wall

and a newish track through a reclaimed area that used to be a rubbish (garbage) dump.

I saw two White Herons, which was a most amazing thing. I’ve only ever seen one in any particular place before. There was one on each side of the flood wall. Unfortunately they are never close enough to get a decent photo with our little point & shoot camera – so look at the links for better photos.  We also saw swans & ducks and a White-Faced Heron.

Let's play spot the white heron!!

 

The White Heron  (Egretta alba modesta) or Kotuku  is quite a rare bird in New Zealand. They breed in only one place near Okarito in South Westland, which you can only see by going on the one tour  which has Department of Conservation permission to go into the area.  PB & I did the tour a few years back and it’s something I’d like to do again one day.  Outside the breeding season solitary kotuku can sometimes be seen throughout New Zealand in estuaries and other waterways.

And spot the Other white heron!!

It is thought that Kotuku were never particularly common in New Zealand but they became endangered as their beautiful plumes were very desirable for decorating ladies’ hats later in the  1800’s. There are perhaps only a couple of hundred at most in New Zealand, although the E. Alba modesta has a wide range including Australia & parts of Asia.  A closely related subspecies may be known to my Northern hemisphere readers as the Great Egret.

Last Picture Taken Sunday

Reading Velcro's Blog.

Here is Ruger checking up on his favourite blog!! This is his California friend Velcro.  She’s a pretty cute Red Heeler.

PB took this photo over my shoulder. You can see a whole bunch of other stuff in the photo too. Neve curled up at the other end of the couch. The other computer which PB was on checking out the Trade Me  forums (kind of Kiwi version of eBay), by the looks of things. The painting on the wall is by a friend of PB’s uncle, and is a street from my home town. It was a wedding gift from PB’s Mum.  You can see some of my postcards in the postcard holder thingie that PB & I designed (yes Erika – we are going to make another one soon, take photos, and blog – I haven’t forgotten!!)

 To find out more about Last Picture Taken Sunday, check out Tracy’s Topics!

 
 

Neve’s Health Update

Quite a number of people on Twitter & Flickr have asked how our Neve is. As it’s a bit tricky to explain in 140 characters, here’s the update.

Thankfully it’s good news!!! The vet rang today with the test results.

Neve’s tumour is a histiocytoma and is considered to be benign and it is unlikely to re-occur.  Apparently this type of tumour will regress by itself in a few months, so doesn’t neccesarily need to be removed.  Flatcoat Retrievers, English Bulldogs, Scottish Terriers, Greyhounds, Boxers, and Boston Terriers are the breeds that most commonly get this type of tumour, and usually young dogs – under three years – get them. So Neve is the wrong breed & the wrong age, but I guess that’s what you get with averages & statistics!!

Neve - on Saturday - still looking a bit spacey!!

She will get her stitches out on Monday, and should be all good after that. I do think she has enjoyed being spoilt and going everywhere with us at the moment though. She looked quite put out this morning when I went off to the SPCA without her!!

(This link’s for you Tracy! Canine Cutaneous Histiocytoma )

Last Picture Taken Sunday

Well – this is one for the pet people amongst us:

Ruger's Paw

 There he was lying on the couch beside me looking cute, so I picked up the camera – could have been an ear or an eye or a nose that was my last shot – but it was a paw!

SPCA Fun Day

On Sunday we had another busy day! Even the dogs had a busy day – although Ruger’s busy day only lasted about half an hour.

We were up early again to help set up for the Fun Day. Ruger & Neve came with us, but as soon as some of the other helpers and their dogs started arriving, he started misbehaving.  Silly boy.   He had been OK for a bit chewing on his Frisbee, but then after a while none of us appreciated getting deafened by barking. So home he went.

So we assembled the gazebos for the food & raffle tables to go under, put up a banner, organised chairs & tables and generally made the dog park look presentable. Before we knew it a couple of hours had passed and it was time to open for the public.

Pretty soon, people started to arrive and enrol for the fun events. We had very serious competition in some events – such as:  The Best Dressed Puppy & Dog, Best Vertical Shagpile, Best Splotches, Dog & Owner Lookalike and the Sausage Retrieve.

There was the usual number of run-aways, and dogs who embarrassed themselves & their owners by peeing as soon as they got in the ring (not to mention any names starting with ‘N’!)  The Sausage Retrieve turned into the Sausage Devour for most competitors, but the SPCA Dog Manager and her new young dog came up trumps because Phoebe brought MOST of her sausage back, so she won the prize for that one.

The ‘registration’ pack had some treats, a can of dog food, and some coupons.

There were ‘spot’ prizes for lots of different things too.

“Spot” – the therapy pet model dog.

All the ‘smoothies’ parading around the ring.

Next to us is Cujo the St Bernard! Behind us is the building site for the new SPCA Centre.

“Just give me the darn treat, Mum!”

Taking a break in the paddling pool.

“Ain’t I just the cutest?”

Puppies ready for adoption.

Ready to go on the obstacle course.

Neve was entered in:  Best Smoothie, Best Splotches and the Obstacle Course.  She didn’t get any prizes, but we thought she was a winner anyway!!

And we thought we were on to a winner, because she was so tired that she just slept for the rest of the day!  She lay on the couch, snoring loudly. 

And if I was clever enough – there’d be a video of a snoring Neve here – perhaps tomorrow …….

 

And as for Ruger – well, everyone needs a friend to cuddle with when they are feeling all alone  

(Even if it’s a Frisbee……)

Ruger & his best friend