In which we go for a walk, say goodbye to a camera, and bark
|Pickles Marie on the trail|
We gathered a bunch of the Usual Suspects and headed into the mud to see what we could find. The trail is the Boulder River Trail, which we last explored in October 2011 with Duana, Jason, and Selah.
|Most of the Usual Suspects|
This trailhead is close to home, so we really should visit it more than we do. It's very pretty at all times of the year--in October, there were maple leaves changing colors. Today, the predominant colors were moss green and cloudy grey.
|The two tail-enders are also the people carrying the GPS.|
We don't take geocaching very seriously, can you tell?
And, uh, white. As in sn*w.
It was scattered along the sides of the mud--hikers have long sinced mashed it into the gloop. Lovely. Bah.
|We could see the white stuff coming down at the top of an opposing hill|
|Hunting for the cache. Lots of hollowed-out trees to check!|
Most trail dogs here wear "bear bells" on their collars--not so much to warn away the bears (in February in the lowlands, we don't worry too much about bears), as much as a way to keep track of the dog when she's running hither and yonder on the trail. Mimsy wears a bell full-time, because she gets excited sometimes and we're afraid of losing her.
Pickles doesn't need a bell.
I noticed when I was flipping through photos from the hike that a pattern is emerging: just as when I ride, I tend to have a bunch of similar-looking pictures of muddy trails and trees with ears at the bottom, when I walk I have a bunch of similar-looking pictures of muddy trails and trees with a Pickle-butt on the bottom.
What can I say? I shoot what I see.
|pretty stuff on the trail|
|Mushrooms, mosses, lichens, and molds|
Today, then, I took a bunch of "so long and thanks for all the (grey) fish" photos with the old camera. The pictures are pretty, but real life is much prettier. If I lived in an ugly part of the world, the camera would not be helping at all.
|One of many waterfalls feeding into the Boulder River|
|below this cool boulder is the bluish-green river, which the camera turns grey.|
|A grey boulder. Camera does "grey" just fine.|
|Are you tired of "grey" yet? I am! |
Hopefully the new camera will have a talent for green and blue!
She really wanted me to carry her the rest of the way back to the truck, but I didn't. And she made it just fine--although I've never seen her so muddy. She finally has enough fur to collect mud!
|Looking like a dog instead of a fruit-bat!|