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 and Walk Chugging along the Longniddry  Haddington Railway Walk Length 6.5 miles Dogs on walk Brooklyn, Gina, Phoebe, Otis, Solo, Tim  A lowland ramble today along the old railway line from Longniddry to Haddington, now a walkway. The noise of trains still in the air as the East Coast Main Line parallels it for a while whisking passenger s to their far away destinations. One a blur as it screamed past, the rushing air rattling the leaves on the trees. Two people gathering berries were suddenly surround ed by the excited dogs. But only for a second they were more concerned about greeting each other properly now freed from the car. Leaving them to collect their hedgerow bounty the dogs raced off along the track. Phoebe, Brooklyn and Tim in a blur of bodies. Brooklyn eager to play with anyone also bounced around Gina who was playing it a little cool today. Perhaps emu lating her half brother Solo. The track was deeply shaded with the dark silhouettes of the trees’ branches cast across the ground. Dappled sunlight between them, making the whole like an oriental fabric print. In and out of the light the dogs burst going from gloomy shapes to bright bouncing colours. Scrapping their way forward Brooklyn, Phoebe and Tim with the occasional adventure in by Gina. Solo up there with them but an oasis of calm in the madness surround ing him. The Dog Rambler E-diary Thursday 08 September 2011

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and 

Walk Chugging along the Longniddry – 

Haddington Railway Walk

Length 6.5 

milesDogs on walk Brooklyn, Gina, Phoebe, Otis, Solo, Tim

A lowland ramble today along the old railway line from Longniddry to Haddington, now awalkway. The noise of trains still in the air as the East Coast Main Line parallels it for a

while whisking passengers to their far away destinations. One a blur as it screamed past,

the rushing air rattling the leaves on the trees.

Two people gathering berries were suddenly surrounded by the excited dogs. But only for a

second they were more concerned about greeting each other properly now freed from the

car. Leaving them to collect their hedgerow bounty the dogs raced off along the track.Phoebe, Brooklyn and Tim in a blur of bodies. Brooklyn eager to play with anyone also

bounced around Gina who was playing it a little cool today. Perhaps emulating her half 

brother Solo.

The track was deeply shaded with the dark silhouettes of the trees’ branches cast across

the ground. Dappled sunlight between them, making the whole like an oriental fabric print.

In and out of the light the dogs burst going from gloomy shapes to bright bouncing colours.Scrapping their way forward Brooklyn, Phoebe and Tim with the occasional adventure in

by Gina. Solo up there with them but an oasis of calm in the madness surrounding him.

The Dog Rambler 

E-diary

Thursday

08September 2011

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Otis venturing forward from time to time but on his second walk in two day he was

playing it easy.

Flashing along the track today we encountered several cyclists. The dogs on top formpressed themselves to the side giving the rider as much room as possible to pass. It was

much appreciated.

The track drove its route forward cutting a swath through the countryside and into a

more open aspect. Chequerboard fields spread away from us. On the right all the way to

the horizon or to tooth like trees biting into the sky. On the left to a line of low undulating

hills, one with a tall slender column, Hopetoun Monument a reminder of to a onceimpressive family. Now beside the track the dogs found a clear and deep pond. The

remains of an old watering station for the thirsty steam trains. Gina was the first to brave

the concrete sided drop. Brooklyn and Tim hanging precariously over it trying to drink, as

though clinging to a sinking ship. Seeing Gina in the water Tim braved it too. But both had

a real struggle getting back out as the concrete gave them little purchase. Meanwhile Otis

had found a gap between the concrete and the bank and was merrily standing knee deep

in the water. Unsure who to take a lead from Solo ended up doing nothing.

With the thunder of the A1 heralding the approach to Haddington we turned to head

back. Initially through more tree cover. The flickering sunlight through the branches like

reflections flashing from the windows of passing trains. Still the dogs kept up their own

racing and chasing train until we cut off the track for a detour through some woods. Along

an old cart track creating two sides of a triangle with the railway walk being the third. We

rejoined the track for the final chug back to the car.

Nick

Photo slideshow from the walk 

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Nick Fletcher

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Musselburgh www.thedogrambler.comEast Lothian [email protected]

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