Wednesday, April 22, 2009

doggone skiing

Pooch may or may not fare too well on the rockpile. My 7 year old black lab and only daughter does well at trailheads; lots of snacks and friendly people, and loves to hike. I usually let her do her thing in the parking lot while I rig up.

One morning at the cog base, finally ready to go, I gave her a shout. No doggie. People nearby said she had followed another guy up the wrong trail. That guy must have given her a donut or something. Frantic chase up the Jewell trail for me. Finally heard her little cowbell from above as I neared treeline.

Joyful reunion, return to base, and back up the right way for a fine ski in Oakes and Munroe brook. Lesson learned: keep her on a short leash and I bring the donuts from now on. 

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