One of the reasons we chose to go to the Eastern Sierra last week and not one of the region’s more well known “west-side” destinations (Yosemite or Sequoia) is that dog’s aren’t allowed in National Parks. But it turns out they ARE allowed in National Forests – and the Eastern Sierra region seemed like it was nearly one giant National Forest. Though we were a little disturbed to see that some public areas apparently had something against white dogs. The nerve!
Now, Penny has had a lot of off-leash experience, but mostly it’s been restricted to the hill that The Aeries sits on, dog beaches, and the occasional empty baseball field. This was going to be something different altogether – out in the wild, in areas that we didn’t know. Why a pointer with a good head of steam might be able to run all the way to Reno before we caught up with her.
How’d she do? For the most part, she did great – it took a little bit of practice (for both dog and humans) to see how far we’d let her range before calling her back, as well as us figuring out when she became enough reptile brained that we should really leash her back up. After we had a handle on that, it was all joy in the open spaces!
Some firsts included:
Running in snow!
Experiencing the chill of a clear mountain lake…
Hiking above 10000 ft among ancient trees…
Striking a pose before the grandeur of the Sierras…
Splashing through a mountain stream!
You can be assured that Penny had a great time – and every night, when we returned to our little cabin, she looked pretty much like this.
I wonder where our next Pack Road Trip will be!?!?