Tunnel Of Darkness

Generally Arlo's evening walk is at Arniston and begins at the end of this avenue and returns back down it to the car. For the past week or so it is pitch black under these trees at the end of our walk. We can see car lights passing in the distance but I can barely even see Arlo (the white bits) at my knee level. My trust is purely on my ears (I heard that pardon), and Arlo's senses, as I would not see anyone right in front of me. So if anyone is out there wanting to test us (Inspector Clouseau/Cato style), this is the place. Be warned, I have a frisbee and can swing his lead at some speed! 

Oh yes, my dog, he bark!