In which Sarah and I get up early to meet our ride to the not-so-local, but very nice-for-a-change crag, Billie romps and holds her own with a host of other dogs and discovers the joy of tuna-water*, and Sarah and I rediscover our love for the pure and simple joy of top-roping

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* water poured into an empty but apparently still tasty tuna fish can.