Looking north up the beach, a wonderful clarity in the air....although this short focal length makes it difficult to see, there is 40 clear miles of visibility....

Meanwhile Meg had disappeared after some gadgy willing to throw a stick for his own dog....the tart got in on the action and dropped me like a hot potato...she came dashing back of course, slowing the last 30 yards, walking the last 20 yards, creeping the last ten yards and positively slithering to heel....a stern look and we were mates again !.