Travelog for: Travel Ted

The higher he got, the rockier the path became. This was harder work than Travel Ted had anticipated, so hitching a ride for a while proved an overwhelming temptation. Although he allowed himself this short break, Travel Ted quickly realised that he would forfeit any sense of achievement if he didn’t make the rest of the journey under his own steam.

Looking ahead, Travel Ted noted with apprehension that there was an awfully long way to go and he hoped his stamina would measure up to the task. Looking behind him, he saw that a stunning vista had already opened up. Thinking about how the views from the summit would be even better than this gave him a new burst of energy and resolve to carry on.

The terrain was becoming very difficult indeed and Travel Ted had to use the utmost concentration as he edged has way along a narrow edge high on the cliff face. He was a long way up now and looking down proved terrifying and exhilarating in equal measure.

Travel Ted was pleased to have grass under his feet again as he trudged wearily on. He sat down for a little rest in a beautiful spot where he looked down upon a shining lake, breathed deeply the fresh mountain air and felt happy and at one with nature.

Travel Ted knew that if wanted to reach the summit and the get back down to the camp before dark he would need to keep moving, and so he reluctantly spurred himself to action. The next section of the path looked really, really bad. And so it was. He felt quite dizzy by the time he reached the end of path.

And around the corner he saw that there still was more to climb...

Travel Ted’s his feet hurt a lot. As a domesticated bear, he had become accustomed to walking on carpet so that nowadays his paw pads just weren’t equipped for all those sharp stones.  On the plus side, the view just kept getting better and better.

Feeling thoroughly out of puff as he neared the mountain peak, Travel Ted focused on placing one paw in front of the other. So intent was he on his mission that he didn’t even notice the sheep who bleated a greeting to him. Then at long last, with enormous pride, he took the last few steps to the summit.

Travel Ted wished he’d had the foresight to bring a Toy Voyagers flag to plant at the top of the mountain. Ever resourceful, he improvised with a plastic spoon. Then, spinning round like Julie Andrews and with a song in his heart he took in the breathtaking 360 degree panorama as a wave of emotion washed over him.

Suddenly he felt very hungry and set about demolishing his well-earned picnic.

Even Travel Ted’s splendid coat of bear fur didn’t stop him feeling a distinct chill at the mountain top. It was nice to cosy up in a rucksack for a little while but he realised that he’d better make his way back down to camp before it got dark and colder still. Feeling very weary by now he was dismayed to discover that the descent was every bit as hard as the journey up. But half way down the tranquillity of a twinkling tarn lifted his spirits and the beautiful rainbow colours of the lower slopes was a sight he wouldn’t have missed for the world.

“That’s where I was!”

On level ground at last, Travel Ted celebrated the fulfilment of his great mountain-climbing adventure with a trip to the local pub. After being treated to a glass of lager shandy, he wowed all the other patrons with a demonstration of his best dance moves. Post-shandy photographs would be indiscreet.

Another boring business trip watching TV in a crummy hotel room. Travel Ted tried to call his friend Ivor but it seemed that no one was home.

Travel Ted always looked forward to the half-term holidays because it meant that the circus came to town. This year it was the Chinese State Circus, which he thought was the very best show he'd ever seen.