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As you know, our vist to Menorca was very early in the season which, on the plus side, meant we had the island almost to ourselves, but on the minus side, did mean that the weather hadn't settled down to a pattern of uninterrupted sunshine.

That didn't matter for us though, as we were there to walk, not to sunbathe. We were actually very lucky with the weather as we had only one day which was windy and overcast. It was still a shorts and t-shirts day for our minders, which they were pleased about; it didn't matter for us as we wear our all purpose fur whatever the weather.

That was the day we explored the headland of Fornells. A fine walk took us up high to some exposed cliffs surrounded by sea.


It was very bleak without the sun and very deserted. There were a lot of old buildings and gun emplacements telling us that this had once been a military outpost, but the soldiers were long gone. Can you see us in our photo sheltering from the wind on the shelf of an old gun site. Being so light, we had to be careful that we didn't get blown off the edge of those high cliffs. Our minders were especially worried as they thought they'd never see us again if that happened, but they don't really know how resourceful bears are.

Also at this headland was something we'd been looking for, for quite a while: a trig point. As they are getting harder to find, we've been keen to start of series on the subject of 'bears on trig points', but we were struggling to find one to start us off.

So here we are on the trig point (or Spanish equivalent of) at Fornells, having to be guarded in case there was a sudden gust of wind.


What we're hoping is that bearkind throughout the world, will take themselves and their cameras out to their local trig points, take a picture and email it to us, telling us who they are and where they are. We'll then publish it on our blog.

We do actually have a trig point near to our Norfolk home, so we'll be sharing it with you soon.

We look forward to hearing from you.

Lots of love George & Yorkie xxx

P.S. You can email us @Googlemail.com using "Blogging.Bears"

The White Cliffs (not) of Dover

Our fine day's promenading put us in the mood for more walking, so we decided to explore the lofty heights of the white cliffs of Ault.


We'll forgive anyone who looks at this picture and thinks we'd done a quick hop back to Dover, as we agree the cliffs do look rather familiar.

All our cycling had improved our fitness, so we had no difficulties climbing up to this viewpoint. On the way we saw a red squirrel which was rather special.


We thought this cliff top anchor wasn't in quite the right place to be useful, but when we tried to move it, we discovered it was stuck fast. What a waste we thought, although it did add a pleasant nautical feel to the scene.

A few yards on, Chelmer spotted something that he thought might help us free the anchor so we could return it to a boat which might be able to use it ...


... yes, his bright idea is that we could use this ancient farm equipment to plow up the land surrounding the anchor, and so release it from its earthy bed.

Fortunately Chelmer is easily distracted, and he was so happy posing for photos, that by the time we'd finished photographing him being a 'laboureur de la terre' as the sign states, he had forgotten all about his earlier idea and was happy to finish the walk.

Lots of love Gilbert and friends xxx