rvsue and her canine crew

Monday, July 15

The campground is nearly full when the crew and I leave on a run up to Dillon for groceries.

I remember how much I enjoyed this seventeen-mile trip to town last summer.

The drive is an interesting display of farms, ranches, and rock formations.

We return to Beaverhead Campground. Some of the campsites have been vacated.

I always get a happy feeling when I first catch sight of the Best Little Trailer.

I park the PTV and put groceries in the refrigerator. Then I drive us over to the day use area. We walk down the boat ramp toward the reservoir.

I unhook the leashes. Spike runs ahead and settles himself into the water.

Bridget goes right in, too! She likes to march around in circles.

The white rim at the base of Armstead Island shows how low the water level is.

A man and woman arrive and prepare to kayak.

It’s a serenely beautiful day.

When Spike soaks, his head is in the clouds.

I’m grateful for my two sweet companions, my comfortable home, and some of the loveliest real estate in the world.

rvsue