There will be tears

Trip Start Mar 04, 2014
Trip End Apr 02, 2014

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Sunday, March 16, 2014

The itinerary has gone completely to pot due to the changes in Jenny's filming schedule. I would have liked to have gone to the LA County Museum of Art which was scheduled for last Tuesday but now I know it's only free entry on the second Tuesday of every month it will have to wait for our next visit. So instead we have spent the weekend trying to win back Ava's affection, but she's still playing hard to get despite all of the attention and long walks she's getting.

Yesterday, we were just finishing breakfast when the walls shook and the coffee cups rattled. My immediate thought was that it was an earth quake, but this was quickly followed by a loud cheer and we realised that Wakefield Trinity must have won again.

When we had cleaned up the mess caused by the aftershock, we went to Runyon Canyon, an off-leash doggie park with a trail that leads up into the Hollywood hills. As usually Pam had to be cajoled, coaxed and bullied into attempting the climb. Jen had suggested that we should take the less arduous Western trail, but Pam insisted that she didn't do "long and gradual" so we decided to take on the Eastern trail instead. You can see from the photos that it's not for the feint hearted and starting at midday was not the best idea ( yes, Ava was mad). We made our first base camp without too much difficulty but turning to look at the staircase from hell (see photo) I could tell that Pam was having second thoughts. Surprisingly she carried on and made it to the top of the steep climb to base camp 2. It was only a small incline from BC2 to the summit but I could see that Pam was becoming disorientated and showing early signs of altitude sickness. She had already climbed twice as high as she had managed on our previous visit when she didn't make it past the "dogs may be unleashed" sign. Encouraged by her success she wanted to press on for the summit, which was a sure sign that the combined effects of the sun and altitude were playing games with her mind. Jen and I quickly realised that we would not make it to the summit as a team with the constant murmurings of "sod this" ringing in our ears so we persuaded Pam that for the good of the team she should turn back. Grudgingly she turned to retrace our steps back down the stairs from hell and I called out to her "see you at the bottom" and "watch out for the snakes".

It didn't take Jen and I long to make it to the top and we started immediately on the long slow Westerly decent. The sun was pounding down and even the downhill stretch was quite hard going. When we got to the bottom we met up with Pam and she must have been delirious because having got back down the Eastern Trail she said she had started to go back up the Western Trail. We quickly got her back to the car , whipped the aircon up to full blast then headed home for cold beers.

I watched the Six Nations matches in the afternoon ( on BBC iPlayer). It was great to see England being adventurous for a change trying to close the points gap on Ireland. The other game between France and Ireland was a belter ( admittedly, not as good as the Wildcats win over the Broncos Neil). I didn't bother with the Wales v Scotland game. Who wants to watch Wales?

It was a similar theme today, except we went to the coast. There's another doggie trail just West of Malibu on the Pacific Coast Highway. It's a similar type of trail in that it is a long hike up into the mountains but with stunning views over the Ocean. It also has the added attraction of being located next to the Malibu Seafood Restaurant which serves the best fish and chips this side of the Pennines. As we were pushed for time we decided to eat first and hike later, which was a sound idea as it put us at the right end of the lunch queue.

We had also done this hike on our previous trip but as that was in December it wasn't anywhere near as hot. Also, that time we walked first, which I think was key. Anyway, you've probably guessed what happened, after 5 minutes hiking we all agreed we were too full and too hot to walk so we rushed back to the car, turned the aircon to full blast and headed home for cold beers.

Jen is working tonight, which is fine as we have all of our packing to do. This includes transferring our Gin supplies to empty tonic bottles so we can smuggle the illicit liquor aboard the Island Princess tomorrow. At least that's our plan.

We are heading back to the airport in the morning to get our transfer to the ship. I'm predicting that there will be tears. Jen and Pam might be quite sad too.
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Triple D on

Dear Leg in, Leg up or whatever you happen to be calling yourself at the moment. We, at the Triple D team cannot be expected to look after your every need unless you settle your account.
We have made our situation clear in response to blogs 1 and 6.

Jan on

Pam - you should stick with us for your hiking adventures. No hills on the Monsal trail. Xx

bignige on

Dear Triple D Team, thank you for your speedy response and helpful suggestions. I would have replied sooner but I didn't want to risk getting Domestos on Pandora's box.

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