We’re a little late getting this out, but it was such a good hike that I just had to tell you about it!
Mosier is a little town about 70 miles east of Portland, so we met up with Mr. N at 1000 Acres. A good run before heading out was needed by both of us and the long drive to Mosier gave us both time to catch a quick nap. When we turned off the highway (that always wakes me up), we got a little lost. The trailhead wasn’t well marked, but after Mom got on her trusty phone, we backtracked and found it. Off we went!
We followed the trail past a pioneer cemetery nestled on the side of the hill and soon came to a waterfall.
At the falls
That’s a ways down!
I’ll stay right here
It was a fairly easy hike to the top of the plateau–some stairs to climb and a bunch of switchbacks–and wild flowers all over the place. I saw a lizard and my prey drive kicked in! Good thing Mom always keeps me on a leash when we’re hiking. But I inspected every grouping of rocks–I was sure there were more!
The best part was at the top–we could see the Columbia making its way to the ocean. What a view!i was glad Mom packed plenty of water…my black coat makes me even hotter! And I’m even gladder Mom puts flea and tick medicine on me–one of those nasty ticks got on me, but Mom got it off before it could do any harm. Those things are just plain icky!!
We stayed up there for a while. Me looking for lizards; the Moms enjoying the scenery and Mr. N watching several Hawks circling overhead.I told Mr. N not to worry. I would have no problem chasing them away. What were they thinking anyway?
And now Mom is off taking care of the Popstar, but we’ll be around to see everyone really soon.
Always eager for adventure, a day at the river with Mr. N and Mort of Dogthusiast was filled with sticks and mischief. I’m always up for a game of stick–especially if it’s thrown into the river!
Fetch and swimming go together, at least that’s what I say.
I got back to the river bank and who was waiting for me? None other than my bud, Mr. N–eager to do a little stick-stealing.
And of course, I let him.
He was all into it–and got a bit muddy in the process. 😀Meanwhile, Mort found a stick of his own.
Let’s see you throw this one!
He didn’t get any takers, so I challenged him to a game of chase.I was a blur….
And we had fun!
We made it!
More to come about our ‘little scramble up the rock’!
And, yes, that’s the Columbia River below.
The lure of snagging that stick overcame Mr. N‘s reluctance to go in the river!
I had my usual dip in a mud puddleWhen I heard a noise…
There’s another dog like me? And in MY mud puddle?Don’tcha think I’m such a good influence on others of my species? 😀
Of course, you know what that means…
TO THE RIVER!!
Splish, splash, I was runnin’ in the riverThinking…I have a pretty good life!
Every time the stick went in
There was more splishin’ and a-splashin’And the mud magically disappears.
(I wonder if that other dog knows Mom’s trick?)
While I was splashin’ in the river
Mr. Bumblebee was only getting a splash of pollen.
It all began last night when Mom said a surprise was in store for the morning. I saw her put the treat bag and water bottle on the table, so I knew it was going to be F..U..N!! So, at 5:45 am this morning, I jumped on the bed and immediately licked Mom in the eyes.
Me: MOM! Open those eyes. It’s time to get going.
Mom: Sage… do you know what time it is?
Me: Um, yes. The sun is up and I’m ready! Do you need more kisses?
We met my furiends Macy, Toby and Heidi at 7am and off we went to my favorite place in the world–1000 Acres. We always go through the meadows first so I can get some good running in. Or would you call it “sproinging”? Here’s a little of what I do:
After the meadow, off we went down a path–over towards those trees.
Down the path
The grass was getting higher and higher
That grass is over 6 feet tall!
Wrapped by a sticky vine
Even the slugs were HUGE!
I ended up covered in grass seed
Me–covered in grass seed
Mom said I had enough seed in my furs to plant a field! And no mud-puddles to be found, but I did sneak down into the Columbia and got washed off. Not to Mom’s standards, but what does she know?
A nice snooze in my condo is just the ticket to get me all refreshed for the next adventure. When are we going, Mom??? Hope your weekend goes as well as mine has!