Saturday we took a ten-mile road trip to Trout Lake Campground. We have always loved this drive and location, but it is often filled with campers and/or hunters. This lake and campground are off Highway 20 then north about five miles. Climbing up the steep mountain road the landscape turns quickly to a deep forest. We had the campground to ourselves. If you look close at the lake shore you will see ice. That is not a reflection, but thin ice that was melting after a cold night. Of course, dogs being dogs our two found all kinds of old fish and whatever else to roll in. They were just happy as could be as we held our noses and got them back in the car. We are glad we have a dog gate to keep them in the back end!
I studied unique views of trees on my trip yesterday. I tried to capture them in pictures. I especially loved the way the green moss hung on the tree branches. The first picture on the bottom shows the work of a woodpecker, and the tree on the bottom right was just holding on to all the branches on the bottom close to the ground, black and dead as they could be. It looked like it had been spray painted with gray paint.
As we left the campground we found a place heading down that mountain that gave us a photo image of Sherman Pass. JEJ took a moment to enjoy the view. It was a peaceful lunch and drive and we were pleased that not another person was in sight. We loaded up our stinky dogs and headed for home.Today we bathed those two much to their dismay. I think dogs like to carry those odors! A few hours later our quiet Sunday evening was disrupted by Annie and Shelby- the two dogs that were bound and determined to continue to stink. They had a bad encounter with a skunk that involved JEJ herding them into the garage, me mixing up the skunk odor removal stuff, and more baths and cleaning up.
As JEJ loves to say, " You gotta love them or it just doesn't work." Once again our two clean dogs are resting close by, drying off with still a hint of skunk lingering. I hope our evening will calm down now!
Look at those two sweeties. Sometimes I think shampoo smells to them what dead fish smells like to us! "Why are they rubbing these stinky bubbles on me?" Sounds like a wonderful weekend. Love hearing about new places to check out.
ReplyDeleteI also love the moss hanging from trees. I enjoyed your collection of photographs from your walk. Very beautiful. I had to laugh about your dogs and the scent although I'm sure it was getting a bit tiresome to keep having to wash them. I think the, "you gotta love them . . ." is the right attitude and could be applied to children and so many situations.
ReplyDeleteCleanliness is next to godliness! Those two actually don't look thrilled to be so squeaky clean. Wonderful post with your viewpoint of the various trees. Dave and I really enjoy those campgrounds sans visitors in the crisp autumn along the St. Croix River between Mn and Wisc. Thanks for sharing a bit of home for me!
ReplyDeleteSpot would hate having two baths! You had a busy weekend, those gorgeous views make up for the stinky dogs.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the trip to Trout Lake. I've never been there, but Claudia (the lady who had a classroom across the hall from yours) had property near there and would go up several times a year. I always heard great stories about Trout Lake.
ReplyDeleteI hope the dogs new scent fades away --- the last bits seem to linger forever. Our dogs are scrappy Schnauzers when it comes to skunks! They get sprayed then come dashing in the dog door, looking for something to rub on. One time it was the clean laundry waiting to be folded. I had to rewash the entire pile! The tomato juice is always on hand for a skunky dog bath!
:) LaTeaDah
No much fall color there? The leaves I picked out to post were strange ones for even here. Not the typical way the turn.
ReplyDeletelove taking trips along with your blog..
ReplyDeleteThanks to all of you for the lovely comments. We do still have a bit a skunk smell lingering. Do they ever learn? lol
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