Our mountain goat

Max scrambles, rolls, runs, climbs and skips his way along on most of our walks. He might not seem keen always but, once we’re outside, despite the damp and dull weather, he’s off and away!
This was a nice little walk to a memorial not too far from where we were staying. We set off with Mum, Dad, Paul, Anna & Hilton but all ended up going at our own speed, meeting back up at the top before the heavens opened and we were soaked to the skin by the time we got back down! (Extra)
Still a lovely walk in beautiful surroundings though.