Yep, that’s a lovely way to begin your holiday, isn’t it? Heading into what can only be described as the milky white unknown whilst walking your delightful, only slightly antsy terrier first thing on a Monday morning…
Still, at least it wasn’t snowing.
Yes, the weather on Arran is rarely a predictable thing and today was no exception – we woke today to a ominous curtain of fog making its way across the island seemingly from atop Goatfell itself and did a minor ‘gulp!’ at the idea that we would have to go outside and take Minnie for her morning constitutional.
Not to overstate things, but outside looked like a John Carpenter movie:
Still, the biological imperatives of Miss Terrierdottir won out and so off we went, expertly (well, tentatively) piloted by your writer through weather which was nearing the pea-souper mystery mist of period detective movie cliche. The pictures above are of an area of Brodick Beach which we thought would be a decent fit for Minnie in her current state – walking is still quite a bit of effort for her with her ongoing medical issues, so a softer sandy surface seemed like just the ticket for her.
She did a fine job of things as it goes – not struggling too much, barely falling prey to the worst excesses of ‘wobbly leg’ (it’s the best way to describe her current gait) and demonstrating as much enjoyment of her stroll and of her surroundings as she has ever done.
We haven’t made a decision yet about where to take her tomorrow – we might take a drive to Lamlash tomorrow and give her another sniff of sea air, on light grassy surfaces which won’t vex her too much. There’s other stuff to see there, too, so the humans will have a decent time as well.
More Arran reportings as they happen…