Friday, May 16
Much of the morning I attend to this blog, writing a post about our arrival at a boondock along Ivie Creek in Fishlake National Forest northwest of Salina, Utah.
Bridget and Spike become fed up with me and stage a protest bark.
“Okay, okay. I’m closing it up right now!” Can’t blame the little pumpkin heads. They want to explore their new home.
We go for a walk along Ivie Creek.
A family arrived late yesterday and parked their travel trailer in the site across the creek from us. The trees hide them from our view.
The day-after-travel day is stay-at-camp day.
It’s good for the crew to investigate their new home before I cart them off on an errand or excursion somewhere. That fits my pace just fine.
What’s one thing that makes a good camp?
The opportunity for interesting walks! Walking this creek is such a pleasure. I love finding shady “rooms” like this one.
The water cascades over mossy, rock terraces.
Unlike the constant roar of the Green River rapids, Ivie Creek makes cheerful, bubbly conversation.
It isn’t long before Spike decides it’s time for a soak.
You didn’t think we’d make it all the way through this walk without Spike taking a soak, did you?
In fact, he takes several!
On this short walk, Spike tops his personal best for soaks in one day. The water is icy cold and probably makes his arthritic bones feel better. I love how Spike lives life to the fullest!
Bridget and I sit on the bridge together.
We cuddle and watch the water flow downstream. Spike is around somewhere doing whatever Spike does when my back is turned.
This is a happy, peaceful place.
How could anyone be nervous or agitated in a setting such as this? Bridget and I gaze at this scene (below) from the bridge until Spike shows up.
“Ready to go home, boy?”
When we return to camp, I eat lunch and follow it up with a nap with the crew.
Coming up in the next post . . .
The excitement continues tomorrow as Spike, Bridget and I go to town!
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