There is nothing better than wagging tails and long walks. It doesn’t have to be sunny or even warm (although that does help), happy doggos are the best.
Since being back in Bristol, I have been borrowing two dogs. One of which is actually the son of my late dog, Jed. His name is Dexter and he is so similar to Jed, I’ve probably only managed to call him by his name twice… He ignores me either way.
Having the dogs around is great because it’s pushing me to explore areas I’ve never been in Bristol. Just like the Pensford Viaduct.
The Viaduct was constructed in 1873 to carry the Bristol and a Somerset railway over the River Chew. After a few rebuilds, the line officially closed on 15th September 1978 after flooding in Pensford weakened the structure.
Today standing at 95 feet, it’s a beautiful piece of history standing across the rolling fields of Pensford and a fantastic spot for a walk.
I came here with my good friend April, who is getting married next month. This wedding has been postponed three times already, so I am very excited for them to finally get their special day. I’m also excited/terrified to be the maid of honour. Eeeek!
After the walk we stopped by river for the dogs to cool down… Apparently they thought we needed cooling down too, so kindly shook all over us… so sweet!