love fall!! It is such a wonderful time of year!!!
Last night we changed the sheets on the bed back to
flannel – well, upgraded flannel – microfibre
sheets. They are so cozy!! The temperature was
dropping quickly – down to 5 C as we went to bed -
and crawling into those sheets was wonderful. I
slept so soundly!!
Mark’s alarm goes off at 4:30 and I don’t even
remember him getting up. I did manage to drag myself
out of my cocoon around 5:30, when my alarm goes
made coffee, caught up on a few emails, figured out
a team for the day and started a load of laundry
before Mike stumbled up to the house (yup, he is
still here!) at about 6:30. We chatted and generally
stalled for a bit before rolling out of the house at
Once out the door there is no more dragging. The
dogs know the routine and their excited anticipation
of the upcoming run is contagious.
rained hard overnight and I had to take time to dry
off the seat of the quad before moving it up to the
dog yard, running out lines and starting to select
dogs from the yard.
First Q and Charge – today’s leaders; then Batdog
and Hector; super enthusiastic Jinx and Sprite; Xena
and chubby little Roary (I swear that dog could live
on 4 kibbles per week); followed by handsome Wolvie
and most Xcellent X; Herman and obnoxious Nitro; and
last but never least, Irving and Boom.
laid out harnesses and got everyone ‘dressed’.
held the line out like a pro while I corrected
Charge 400 times for not staying ‘up front’ – leader
training can be very tedious. Finally the big nerd
got the idea and kept his feet planted while I
hooked up the rest of the lot.
Nitro got reprimanded for grabbing X by the tail as
I walked him over to the gangline. This is a new
hobby of Nitro’s and one that MUST end quickly.
Just as I was hooking up Boom, the last critter for
the day, Mike’s team rounded the corner coming up
from the bottom of the yard – or Carmichael Meadow,
as it is called at this time of year.
previous night’s rain and the cold temperature (1C)
had highlighted all the spider webs in the woods. It
was gorgeous, but rather bothersome to think of the
all the spiders that represented!
When we finally climbed the hill on the driveway out
of the valley a glance over my shoulder revealed
nothing. The heavy fog completely enveloped our
section of the valley.
few neighbors honked as Mike and my teams worked
their way along the freshly mowed highway ditch.
dogs roared down the hill back into the valley.
Charge checked out the girls back in the middle of
the team while I was unlocking the gate to get us
into the grazing lease next door. When I sharply
called his name he remembered what he was supposed
to be doing.
whipped along the Riverbank Trail and then over to
Beaver’s Gully, where I discovered that the darn
beavers dropped a big tree over the trail.
was not completely detached from the stump, so I
couldn’t move it. It was too big to get the quad
over and the trail was too tight to turn everyone
around unless I REALLY had to. Mike had taken a
shorter route home and that meant no backup so I
scouted out a path through the trees that would
allow me to bump over the fallen tree where it was
Charge was really not ready to lead us on a
bushwhacking expedition, but Q seemed to figure out
what I was up to without too much trouble. A few
small saplings were sacrificed in the process, but
otherwise our detour worked well.
handed out fish to all, including Kara and Fly, who
always show up as soon I start snacking
did our ‘long’ ‘go around’ loop, scaring a beautiful
pilated woodpecker out of the woods, before calling
it a morning.