Keeping on track

Nana's hip has been at her for a few months now but she keeps her daily routine of walking the spaniels (singular :⁠'⁠( to the sea and along the shore. 
The visibility today was great and I was visibly distressed to get on train heading back to the Big Smoke rather than head for the hills. 

Achill looks disappointingly small there, on the horizon line. It is not small. Trust me.