21_07_02

Looking back.

Looking forward.

We like sand (and a tiny bit of weed).

A classic titanic moment (non sinking!).

Fetchy fast sailing.

That’s all feeling rather tight.

Swimming and smiles.

The fishies find something interesting.

Yo!

Floating on top of prairies.

The cliffs plunge into the sea.

Our destination for the day.

Something tells us that we’re not welcome.

The tower with a view.

We walk to the end of the world.

Ruffian sits alone.

Iain must be very strong to hold up Ruffian.

The silence is broken.

That shadow follows us everywhere.

Calm flat water.

Green, white and blue.

Going, going, gone.

Blue skies, blue water.

We’re in a happy place.

Headland after headland.

Underwater, over water.

Sitting under cliffs.