Montrose and Friends

After the rain, the wind kept rising to gail force and beyond but the sun was out which created a sand storm to rival the best of deserts.

For the chocolate box

After the rain, the wind kept rising to gail force and beyond but the sun was out which created a sand storm to rival the best of deserts. When we set out in the morning this was a tarmac road, by the time we return in late afternoon the tarmac was under two feet+ of sand. The disorientation was amazing. Tibby had to hold our hands and walk backwards. Being that much shorter, she and Monty bore the full brunt of the sand blasting. Cold teabags at the ready when we got back.

Monty met wild rabbits for the first time at Sandwood Loch, we don't have any in our are of Cornwall. We pitched our tent in the middle of the warren of all warrens, there was nowhere else, and Montrose thought all his birthdays had come at once. He hardly stopped for breath but he didn't manage to catch one. Although he reckons that next time.........