Easter on Skagos

This Easter, we visited an island in the far North of Westeros, *without leaving a house on the Isle of Wight*.

Before that we played TWO other games for the first time ever, each of them invented by those present. I drew some of the events in my ongoing mission to draw stuff and improve my skills, and a number of Lego masterpieces by ladyofastolat were employed to fight around and fall off. We were all bubbling with creativity, compensating perhaps for our rather erratic dicerolling and decisionmaking.
( pics of my efforts here... )

The hounds stayed at Dogtastic again, but I think that for future trips I'm going to have to find somewhere else at least for Mollydog. She's utterly exhausted now and very stiff: they do a lot of long walks there and she just can't handle the distance.

I did explain this, but just looking at her, it's obvious that 'gentle walking' for someone who owns a pair of border terriers and a beagle means something different to what it means to an arthritic greyhound... To be honest, I'm rather surprised that Az at 11-12ish managed to finish the 6-mile walk (Mollydog was left at home for that one)

So, yet more dog-sitter stress looms...