A few weekends ago, Francis and I, and our two big dogs, Guinness and Cinnabar, went for a trail run at the Glasshouse Mountains, about half an hour north of where we live. Many parts of Glasshouse are national park, and dogs aren’t permitted there, but there is enough state forest where we can take the dogs on a leash.
It was a lovely cool morning with a drizzle of rain and some low cloud as we set out. Our plan was to run two loops of trail that were in a figure 8, then go for coffee and brunch afterwards. I was glad it wasn’t too hot, Guinness doesn’t like the heat.