No wind

For the first time in ages, the wind dropped out.
We set off to Foshigarry and enjoyed a stroll on the beach and the moor, vaguely looking for the Snowy Owl but more enjoying the weather.
Ruadh has rolled in something unspeakable yesterday and I was keen for her to get in the sea. My throwing of the ball was however over-zealous with super-wimp Ruadh refusing to swim for it - the waves were high at all of 30cm. However super-woman Tricia to the rescue,  stripped off and swam out to get it.
A brief pint on the way home