First impressions can deceive.
When the crew and I roll over Pagari Bridge in the Perfect Tow Vehicle in hopes of finding a great boondock, my first impression isn’t, shall we say, stellar.
Flat. No trees. Acres of grass and sage. Well, that’s okay. I liked the grasslands of Grey’s Landing. I can like this, too.
I stop the PTV on the bridge and look upstream.
“Pelicans! Oh, wow! I have got to get a shot of those pelicans!”
This is the first sign that Pagari Bridge could turn out to be a wonderful camp.
As told in the previous post, the first day at this camp Reggie and Roger play constantly until they collapse, all worn out, well past canine bedtime.
We sleep well. The next morning the sun shines brightly through the windows of the Best Little Trailer and all is still. The only sound is the singing of birds.
What’s this? No canine kisses? No dogs pouncing on my head? No pulling the comforter off me? I can’t believe it! Reggie and Roger are sleeping late!
It’s a miracle, I tell you!
What a difference a day makes. The power pups of yesterday are sleepwalkers this morning. Glassy-eyed and slow-moving. They take long naps. It isn’t until afternoon that they perk up.
“How about a walk?”
I put the crew on two short leashes.
The 25-foot tethers allow for too much free-wheeling behavior. Roger could use more control (Understatement of the Year).
Might as well start training him to be part of a crew!
We head down a two-track lane. It’s ideal for encouraging the crew to walk shoulder-to-shoulder with an easy, matched pace.
Roger falls in step and we’re off!
I stop the crew to take photos.
The boys wait. I think Roger takes a cue from Reg that this is standard procedure.
The lupines are lovely.
They mingle with sage brush, various grasses and bushes to create a soft and pleasing palette.
Funny how a place can seem dull at first glance. Then, given time, she reveals her multi-faceted character.
“Let’s go over to the river!”
Such well-behaved boys!
“Isn’t this fantastic? Listen to that river! And the birds!”
I wonder about the future with my crew.
I think everything is going to work out fine. Roger can be “a handful” but he’s a sweet boy. He just needs a little fine tuning, that’s all. His strong personality will keep life interesting!
Speaking of life being interesting . . . .
So is the sky! We return to our camp. The shade shifts to the other side of the Best Little Trailer. I move my lounger and relax.
Shortly thereafter the sky darkens.
(Note the Reflectix I had placed on the back window to block the afternoon sun.)
Quickly I crank in the awning, toss the lounger and the crew’s pallet and toys into the PTV.
The clouds pass over and move further east. We only receive a light sprinkling.
I’ve left out the most glorious part of this new camp. . .
. . . the birds!
Oh, my, so many birds! And so many varieties! I’ll be sure to show you photos in an upcoming post. However, before I do that, I have to tell you what happens the next day. What a fun surprise!
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