Drenched

Uttterly pishin' down as we swam our way up the Lost Valley. The path was turned into waterfall run offs at points and we managed to get the odd sheltering we caves. The boys were drenched by the time we got back to car and Alex was showing his distaste at the whole experience.

We decamped back to The Clachaig where the boys were ejected from the Boot Bar and we were told to go to their rather soul less lounge. You can take any number of dogs in there at lunchtime but not human children.

Fucking neanderthals.