It’s been a summer of adventure around here.
Every weekend has been spent hitting the trails.
I enjoy hiking on the trails while the dogs prefer to run around like wild animals.
A few weeks ago our weekend adventure became a little too exciting. We were enjoying a walk through the forest when the dogs took off through the underbrush. This isn’t unusual. They often take off and chase rodents or birds.
I stopped to wait for them. The dogs had run down into a ravine so I was up on hill looking down at them. All of a sudden, movement in a tree (about 50 yards in front of me) caught my attention. Sitting in that tree (and looking right at me) were three black bear cubs. The dogs were at the base of the tree, jumping up and trying to get at the bear cubs.
Yes, my dogs treed three bear cubs. Clearly, they have a death wish.
I was remarkably calm as terror swept through every cell of my body. Where there are bear cubs, there is a mama bear. Mama bears are big. Mama bears are not very happy when their cubs are threatened. Mama bears can run 30mph. I am not a petite person (I’m nearly 6′ tall), but I’m no match for an adult bear. I quickly looked behind me (fully expecting to see mama bear) but saw nothing.
I called the dogs to me. Sadie came immediately. Luka ignored me and kept trying to climb the tree to get at the cubs. I called him twice more and the third time he ran back to me. I pointed down the trail and shouted “Go! Run!”. I have no idea why they obeyed a command they’d never heard before (perhaps they could hear the fear in my voice and/or were shocked that I was yelling at them) but the dogs took off running and did not leave the trail. They just ran.
I did not run (running around a bear is not smart) but I walked as quickly as I could. (Side note: I had no idea I could move that fast with a 20lbs. backpack.) I constantly checked over my shoulder to see if mama bear had found us. We kept up this pace for a couple of miles until we reached the reservoir. It was only then that I realized how horribly the whole thing could have ended. As the dogs splashed in the water I sat on the sand and trembled.
The weather has cooled off a tiny bit (instead of being 100, it’s only 90) so the dogs have been able to do more running/playing. They especially love to play and run on the beach.
Here’s a series of pictures of the dogs playing. I didn’t expect all of these pictures to come out, but they did and I like the story they tell.
Luka asks Sadie to play.
Sadie comes to a sudden stop and nearly gets taken out by Luka.
They start running together.
Sadie veers off to come back to me while Luka keeps running.
Luka realizes his buddy is missing.
And he runs to catch up.
During our adventures I’ve managed to snap some nice portraits of both dogs.
I love how happy Sadie looks in this picture.
Meanwhile, Luka looks like he just wants me to hurry up.
I like these close up shots, too.
Finally…Milo’s training for the sleep Olympics continues at a very strong pace.
I have too many pictures for one post so today I’ll focus on the sky.
Monsoon season has arrived and that always means one thing: magical sky.
Almost every day the sky manages to take my breath away.
During the past month I’ve seen two of the coolest clouds I’ve ever seen in my life. This one appeared while I was walking the dogs and I felt like I was on another planet.
I watched this cloud form while we were at the dog park one evening. It was jaw dropping.
The next post will feature dog pictures.
An obnoxious number of dog pictures.