It was supposed to just be showers on the first day. It was supposed to be dry on the second day. All this money spent on weather forecasts and we’d probably do better with a couple of pine cones.
Still, it had to be done. Pebbles and Islay both have some single wild camping trips under their collars, but it was time for the four of us to bite the bullet and go out altogether. All in the one tent. Yep, with two pups, both under 18 months old.
Luckily, Mike, Dawn and Lucky The Dog were free, and came along to try and keep us calm and sane. It pretty much worked, too. Despite the rain, wind and lack of visibility, we had fun. The dogs were unbelievably well behaved in the tent and Pebbles was only slightly manic on the lead. To be fair, she is normally very good on the lead, but put another dog in the mix and she turns into a real floosie.
I didn’t take many photos (yucky weather, remember) so these are a mix of mine, Geoff’s and Mike’s.