Walk at Sea Ranch

Warning: People is these photos are thinner (and younger) than they appear.

The day was so nice and the countryside beckoned, so we decided to walk.

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We clambered from the hot tub and set off for the sea. It was late February - whale migration time.

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First though, we had to get Angus ready. That meant extracting his toy!

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Two hours and one whale later, Angus finally got his treat - a doggy paddle.

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We saw this house had its own private yacht

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and the residents of this one had already taken theirs out!

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Angus continued to be his old salt dog self

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and occasionally even avoided getting Ian wet.

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This is one of my arty shots, I call it "Sea Grave".

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Not quite so arty this time, I was intrigued by the light which is so muted and pastel here

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Ummm, no comment.

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Angus drying off. He loved rolling around on these hard little stones.

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After the swim it was time to walk back along the 5 miles of coastline.

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There were harbour seals, elephant seals, sea lions and sea otters but none of them made it into this photo.

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The walk along the edge often involved long stints in pine tunnels - very spooky, especially when your dog is obviously possessed by demons!

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These tunnels are a kids paradise, full of little hidden rooms and hiding spaces.

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Here I am looking like a rugged (and ruddy) Englishwoman. Ian calls it "Fergie".

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Safely back home, and basking plumply in spa glow, I reunited Angus with his dumb bell.

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Why don't dogs ever look fat?

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Here's Ian fussing Angus - or playing wheel barrows

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and here's Angus enjoying a quiet moment, at last.

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We left Sea Ranch and drove home. This is what we saw - SNOW in Silicon Valley!

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