Wolfdogs at Waulkmill (Day 142)

My beautiful wife and I had a very slow start this morning and it was 1030 before we wandered up the hill with the dogs. We met a very muddy cyclist at the top of the hill and the dogs were keen to join him on his cycle. Having discouraged the dogs from their pursuit, we all headed home and pottered around the house. After lunch we decided to make for Waulkmill where the dogs always love a run on the massive beach. They went nuts, racing around chasing each other and charging through the water. I had trouble choosing a shot for the day, but this one won.
The rest of the day has been spent outside being eaten alive by midges as I did a little bit of carving which I have put off for far too long.