Needles with My Dad

My dad came to visit and help Angela and Patrick with the insulation in their lounge, so on Sunday after church we went to the Needles (again) so that he could see them.  We left later than expected and so ran out of day light half way through our visit.  This time we didn't go down to the bottom of the cliffs, but walked on the cliff top path instead.  I enjoyed the different perspective. 

 I loved this lichen pattern on the rocks.

 Pete landed up carrying Rachel's pom poms, he is often the pack horse for the kids, but he doesn't mind, he says it's a good way to serve them.