Studland

Not for the faint-hearted or wobbly of leg, Studland Bay.

Another up hill and down dale walk to reach the dizzy heights, but so rewarding (especially as we discovered entirely by chance the local pub's beer festival was in full swing - B was very happy).

I feel as though I have been the recipient of an embarassment of riches these couple of days; not only a wonderful Birthday surprise trip, but the cherry on top - staff pick which I am chuffed to bits about.
Hardly a phone signal, let alone internet connection, so this is a belated, backblipped thankyou to everyone who had a look or commented - I will endeavour to get back to people individually.
I have let B's gran know that she is (sort of) famous - she seemed pleased.