A Perfect Family Day Out

At last, a lovely day and a lovely day out.  We went to The Big Sheep near Bideford and although the car park and the overflow car park were almost full, the place is so huge that we never felt that we were in a crowd. Initially, we thought that the admission price seemed high - but honestly, there were so many different activities that it was money well spent.
We started with a magnificent breakfast for us adults and the children chose lunch boxes (they selected the 6 items to put inside the boxes) that set us all up for the day - and ended with wonderful Fish & Chips in Bude, which was eaten near the beach before heading home.

Can you tell?  My little granddaughter LOVES ponies! I had
to take photos of the ponies who were resting too.

 

 

The sheep were always ready to be fed and the rustle of the feed
bags brought them running to the fence.

or even THROUGH the fence if necessary!

My grandson practiced archery and also his football skills.

Digger driving skills -

- and I tried to photograph him on this flying swings roundabout
but it was going so fast I completely missed him - twice!

A working Collie going through his paces

Radioactive Ice Creams?

Bouncing Daddy = flying children!!



The train was much more relaxing.

The final furlong of the Big Sheep Race, flying over the hurdles on
their way to the big bowl of FOOD at the finishing line! The funniest bit
was when an extra sheep jumped over the enclosure and hurtled after the
others in order to get a share of the food! At least it shows that the sheep
aren't reluctant woolly jumpers!

 More feeding of sheep (no wonder it's called "The Big Sheep"!!)

I love the station names!

 The grandchildren went on the Swan pedalos too.

And we all enjoyed the train ride.

 Another aptly named station

I really, really wanted to smuggle this beautiful Collie pup home with me
but he was already sold and awaiting his new owner.
No amount of whistling or stroking took his attention away from his rubber chicken!

 Then again, I don't think my Zac would have been too impressed!

 A 5-week -old Shetland foal -

 and his Mummy (who didn't like being stroked . . . . )

 This little lamb found a safe place to sleep, away from the other sheep.

 Lamb-feeding time; first my grandson held the bottle

 then my granddaughter, helped by Mummy (those lambs were very strong!)

 9 lambs, 9 bottles, shared amongst an eager number of would-be lamb feeders. Have a thought for the last bottle holder with 9 hungry/greedy lambs clamouring for the contents of the last bottle!