Celestial Walking

April 10, PM Walk
Got a late start on our evening walk due to a diversion I made to Staten Island to purchase a little summertime entertainment-- a 70's style Ross Eurotour single speed, coaster- primo condition and a stylin' ride from the SI ferry, over the Brooklyn Bridge to home. Looking forward to summer evenings cruising the Canal.
Our walk found us heading to the Carroll Gardens dog park where, while little leaguers had aspirations of becoming major league stars, Chester met a lab, named Star and a collie named Comet. Although they didn't seem all that interested in the Che, we did learn about a rather large Dog park in Brooklyn heights, which is supposedly a little under 2 acres of open space. No doubt a trek for another evening. Our walk was a bit over 2.25 miles, up at least 45 minutes of quality dog time.

swims BKLYN

April 9 PM walk:

Let it be known that Chester hates East Harlem garbage men, roasted green beans, and rain in his eyes. He hates little yappy dogs, chow-chows and being smacked on the nose. But all those things are but a minor issue when he swims.

We ventured to Prospect Park's Dog beach an a rather cold and breezy evening. The park was burgeoning with dogs, mostly larger, but a few footballs with legs. After a quick poo, we headed straight for the lake where Che proceeded to swim 45 minutes in freezing cold water, stopping only to pee (right into the pond, ata boy). In that time, at least 20 different dogs meandered by but only one had the courage to swim with the Che. In fact, two chows came by, a couple of little yappers barked at him, and several loud little kids jumped up and down and screamed at him. But nothing could deter Chester from getting his swim on. I had to keep a long lead on him, otherwise he honestly would have never left the water. About a 2.5 mile walk in total, but several hundred, maybe even thousand, calories burned swimming.

Monday Morn

Monday April 9, AM walk:
Ahh, Monday morning after Easter Sunday. Cold and chilly but the sun promising a day warmer than the flurries from yesterday. This seems to be our regular route when I substitute for Ms. walksBKLYN in the AM. I did take a detour up to 7th avenue because I had seen some shoes yesterday that were there for the taking. I retrieved them, only to find out that they are too small for me. Nice shoes though, and in good condition. I'm thinking they are size 8's or so. Holler if you want 'em.At home, Ms. walksBKLYN greeted us with a warm cup of joe for me, and morning dog chow for Chester. All in all, a pretty meager 1.7 mile walk, but just enough after our trek yesterday.

Epic Easter "E"dventure

Sunday, April 8 PM walk:

I knew that I wanted to take Che on a longer than usual walk, but I really had no idea where we would head. After spending much of the day watching DeNiro and Pesci in Raging Bull, my mind was more on boxing that Brooklyn.

Chester got his feet wet, literally, at Prospect Park's dog beach. He really wanted to take a full on dip, but given the length of the leash, if he were going for a swim, so was I. We'll be back with a longer lead on a warmer day. Che met another Rottie with a sweet disposition, and then Annabelle, a great dane, who stood a whole 8 inches taller than Chester. Off we went, leaving the park and crossing the Prospect Expressway- the obligatory point of no return. We ran smack into Green-wood cemetery and spent much of our time looking for the famous Brooklyn Parrots-- no such luck on Easter-- they were, no doubt eating ham and deviled eggs. We finally made it home, 3 hours later, and having logged 6 miles. Chester promptly slept for the rest of the night...