Tuesday, 29 June 2010

Royal Highland Show

Sunday was an early start for us as we went to the Royal Highland Show at Ingleston. Us being my husband and me for a day out.





On the advice of a friend, who has been before, we left early and arrived at twenty to nine and got a parking space near to the gate (this was a good move for later on when we were leaving). We didn't have far to walk to the gate. At £22 pounds for each of us it was, I thought, a little expensive to get in. As we wandered round there was the smell of food getting cooked at regular intervals. We brought our own lunch (another piece of valuable advice from that seasoned friend) the food was expensive too. So before us lay walkways of stalls and arena's waiting for the events to start. Thank goodness for the map telling us where everything was and the book telling us what times various events were on at. It saved a lot of time and energy trying to look for stuff. I was also surprised at the amount of people who were there that we knew.

The weather was glorious and thankfully I put on sun cream; I burn really easily you see and that was the last thing I wanted to happen. Past experience has taught me that.







There were loads of things to see but much to the amusement of my husband I found the Birds of Prey. If there are birds of prey to be found at an event we are at then I will find them. We watched the first of two displays they were putting on that day. Here are the Harris Hawks that they used as part of their display. It was fun to watch. My husband is really patient over this. I like owls you see so I stood a stared for a while. He left me to it and had a seat until I was ready to move on.


I have to admit by the time we had seen everything that we wanted too it was about twenty to three and I was ready for going home. So we headed back. It was when I got back out into the carpark I was glad we had arrived early. We were met by a mass of vehicles all shapes and sizes. My poor legs wouldn't have taken the trek back to the car if it had been further away from the entrance.

It has, however, taken me two days to recover from my walking marathon but I have to admit I can't wait for next year to come around to see what else we can find.

Best go; dinner is on the table.

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