(Yes, I am aware it wrote woofs and not wolves, it ain't a typo.) One of my sisters loves wolves a lot. Literally, anything wolf related she is obsessed with. For the passed two years (and nearly three), at Christmas we have adopted her a wolf called Tundra. We went to visit her yesterday and here are some photos of the wolves. There's a lot I could say about wolves in captivity, but that isn't what this post is about, so enjoy! When we came in, the first wolf that we saw was this beautiful Artic one: And you can see another one in the background. Another wolf came up to the front while we were passing this enclosure to get to my sister's wolf at the bottom. However, the next wolf I think needed to a bit of a wash... Despite being the alpha female of her pack, my sisters wolf is very shy and we hadn't seen her properly yet. But her brother (the only male in the pack and, therefore, alpha male by default) was pacing up and down checking for when lunch was coming. But if you look in the top right hand corner of the photo, you can just about make out my sister's wolf. The staff then bought dinner for them. I'm not too much into wolves, but I still found it very interesting listening to all of the facts about them. However, they were eating dead deer (roadkill) which I found disgusting. But the food tempted all of the wolves out. The middle wolf is the submissive female in the pack and the back wolf is Tundra, the first time we'd ever seen her properly! It turns out that wolves don't just lick their lips in little red riding hood... A great view of Tundra! I was so surprised that we actually got to see her that time. Being the mature person that I am, I just couldn't help giggling at this sign. It really was a fun day, even if it's not really my thing. However, on the way out there was a little message which is what I thought I'd end the blog with.
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Hello there! It's Halloween coming and I've just finished my half term visit to family. While we were there, we went key jumping (for those people who don't know, it's quite literally jumping about 2 metres, maybe less, into the sea). We've been there before, years ago, but I have always chickened out jumping off. It sort of felt only right that I returned now to jump off and it feels great to have done it now. It actually wasn't that scary although when I was in mid jump the first time I was thinking "heck, there's not going back now". It wasn't that high, but hitting the water did hurt quite a bit if you didn't hit it right! Here are some photos from the day: (All photos taken by my uncle with a phone, so the quality isn't great.) First jump of the day, let's go! Cheered on by some friendly passers by and trying not to hit my sister (Emma) as I'm jumping. Just climbing out, the ladder was more scary than the jump. What a lovely view, wishing I lived in one of those houses. #notsponsoredbyoneill Warming up before the next jump. It was freezing ok! But so worth it. Ayeeeee into the water we go. Emma: Ok, three, two
- I jump - Emma: WAIT FOR ME! Many jumps later, it was time to go and have a shower and now I'm writing this blog, getting ready for school tomorrow. Ah, damn life, back to the daily grind. :D Over the weekend, my family and I, with our club, did a 23 mile paddle down the River Wye, just for two days. It wasn't that far but it was quite fun and relaxing. I was in a boat, mostly, with my Mum and while paddling we started joking about all of the different boats that kayakers/ canoeists need. So here in the incomplete (and most likely inaccurate) list of boats required by every paddler!
(This is a complete joke and I doubt anyone actually has all of the following boats. Although, wouldn't it be the dream!)
That's all I can think of right now. I'm sure that some of those cross over but I don't know a lot about them. For example, I'm not sure how similar a boat you use for slalom and wild water racing because I don't know a lot about them. I also didn't include anything about sea racing besides the sea kayak. This is mostly because I know nothing about racing in kayaks or canoes. Anyways, so once you've got all of the needed kayaks, you just need to find somewhere to keep them! Good luck xx As you saw on Saturday, we went paddling and after that we went to a local castle. I love castles. I find it truly magical that people looked at that stone hundreds of years ago. I wonder: what thoughts were going through their minds? Were they looking at that stone as they died or did a small child have their first memories there. It just love it and I love how pretty they are, with plenty of chances for awesome photos! (Excuse my hair being quite puffy, it goes like that after it's been washed.) Let's go and explore! Goodbye castle, time for a lovely walk through the woods back to my Grannies.
Last weekend, my mum, my dad and I, went out kayaking around South Wales. It was quite an overcast day but the rain had stopped by the time we arrived. I haven't kayaked in somewhere so busy for a while and I forgot how many stares you get and how many little children go "Mummy, Mummy, look it's a ship". It's all quite amusing. But you just get on with it and try your best to get gracefully into your boat (a feat I fail at every time) before you paddle off and leave behind the noise and the chatter of the city as the sea takes your attention. Of course, I am the youngest by quite a way with my parents (although I am not the smallest). This means that I would probably be at a disadvantage anyway when it comes to speed. However, this is not helped by the fact that Dad was paddling his touring boat (quite long) and Mum her "small" sea kayaking (very long). Look at the size difference! After paddling around the head, it was time to put on our helmets and do a bit of rock hopping. I love the sea. It's so relaxing unlike the constant thrill of WW (white water). Plus, I love exploring all the different little nooks and secret places in the rocks. That only you will be able to get to via the water. Time for a bit of exploring! Sadly, on the sea you are constantly checking the time to stay in keeping with the tide. And so, it was time to head back. We were already a bit late and ended up confronting my first ever race! (A race is a natural occurrence where a fast moving tide passes through a constriction resulting in the formation of waves, eddies and hazardous current - thank you Wiki for the definition.) It was really small, just some more pronounced waves and confused water really as we headed through the channel between two islands. But still - it was awesome.
Hi, welcome I guess to the blog. Actually, I doubt anyone will be reading this, or at least anyone who is actually interested in these things as will probably link this to my gaming blog so yeah. But it's polite to say welcome anyway! Instead of doing a massive introduction, it might just be easier if you read the about me page. That way you can be on a nice level with what is going on. I've been waiting to open a real life blog for a very long time! I have just never actually got round to it until now. Well better late then never - that's what I always say (well I don't but it sounds better if I say I do). I was wondering what to write for my first post. How do I start? In the end I decided to just write about my sisters because (how ever annoying they are) they are very important to me. Although my whole family paddles, my sisters aren't quite as confident as us. They both can get pretty nervous in a kayak but they are fine in a canoe and often paddle together. On the left of the photo you can see Fay, the youngest by 19 minutes, and on the right is Emma. As the oldest, Emma takes up her duties at the back of the boat and Fay at the front. It can be quite hard getting them to swap! As you can see, they are complete idiots. (To the left is Fay and to the right is Emma.) In fact, Fay has even got a nickname in our family as "Funny Fay" because she really is very amusing. I think for sisters we are quite close (although sisterly fall outs happen). We spend quite a lot of time together and we share interests of climbing, writing, reading and gaming. You might be able to tell that none of us mind getting a bit mucky... We found some sinking sand at a beach and thought that the only thing to do with it was to well, sink. But, as always, Fay decided to take it a step further! This is us crabbing together, before I end the post I just want to put it out there. I'M TERRIFIED OF CRABS!
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I'm a teenager and this is my blog. I update it roughly every other day (I'm a lazy teenager, sometimes I'm too busy wasting my life on YouTube or with fan fiction). Archives
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