BevLive: Day Five

Late so short. Long, cold, wet day. We wore most of our clothes during a windy morning. A heavy morning mist became an afternoon rain. By the time the last dogs had run the weather had improved enormously, to everyone’s relief.

All our dogs ran much better except Joe who ended up DQing at the turn when a particularly recalcitrant group didn’t believe he meant go. They believed him in the end, but such a strong projection of American might left the judge unimpressed.

The only prize so far is Sue’s skillful winning of a bottle of scotch in the raffle. We are making friends though and having a great time, bad weather not withstanding.

Loch Maddy hotel

View from the dog walk