By WharfedaleBex


Our road trip took us to Otter Ferry which is not named after an abundance of otters but from the Gaelic, oitir, which describes a sandbank or spit of land that Rich is demonstrating for you! 

However, on our approach into the old ferry terminal, I asked to stop at a particularly calm bit of water which had potential. As we were setting off after seeing nothing, SPLASH! Something had made a hasty dash for the water. What should pop up but… (extra!)

We pottered with Little Dog and she enjoyed sniffing the seaweed before getting back in the car for the rest of our road circuit.

Home for chilling out and a change of scenery on TV. We swapped The Good Doctor for Barbie tonight. We will never call TGD cheesy again! 

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