We spend a lot of time at the dog park. No words necessary …
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Current read: Snow Flower and the Secret Fan, Lisa Lee Footbinding! Oh my word what an incredibly cruel practice.
November sure has whizzed by. The Chiweenie Brothers and I made it to Arizona, spent a couple of nights at Craggy Wash in Lake Havasu where some guy tried to roust us from our spot beside a nice shade tree by whining about how this was the third time he’s lost out on this spot and HE needed shade—like we didn’t!—and when I refused to give it up he hopped in his rig and peeled out spraying us with small rocks and dirt!
When we left a couple of days later I got the tires rotated on MisAdventure, and then we spent some time at the SARA dog park. SARA Park has much to offer besides a wonderful dog park: Hiking and biking trails, an equestrian area, and more.
We move on to Parker where we spend one night off Hwy 62. Last year’s camping area is inaccessible. Not sure if it was due to flash flooding or just the fact the road has been graded, but nothing looks familiar and I can’t find a spot with shade. One night here and we move on. Q (Quartzsite) here we come!
I drive straight into town, get ice and fill up the generator (I love being able to use my Instant Pot!!) then head to the dog park. Big surprise here. The “Big Dog” side is closed for some unexplained reason and all are using the “Small Dog” side. It isn’t working too well as the big dogs have pretty much taken over and there are plenty of little dogs that don’t like being in with them. But, it is what it is. We will either spend more time in other areas of La Paz County or we can change our preferred time to be at this dog park to later in the afternoon. We’ll work it out!
Once the boys are ready to leave the dog park I drive to the library and try to get a blog post done. I no longer have mobile internet as ATT said I used too many roaming hours and they cut me off everywhere there is no ATT cell tower. Hmph! This may be a long winter with fewer posts. Not surprisingly I still have to pay until my contract is up so I won’t be getting anything different at this time. Again … It is what it is. I’ll work it out!
Meanwhile, out in the desert we settle onto BLM land with a sweet, shady spot at the Hi Jolly 14-day area. Long walks with the boys in the chilly air of morning, some reading, checking email—fortunately I can get my email and get onto the internet with my phone, but no way can I do a blog post from it— and I am able to make an appointment with my dentist in Los Algadones. But, before that happens we will head to Bouse and stay a night or two. The boys will get to romp in the HUGE dog park there, I will get veggies from the truck that brings in produce fresh from the fields, and I will also attend a get-together with the Bouse Genies, the local genealogy group.
This trip to our wintering grounds has brought some frustration, yes, but there has been blessings, too: Lying in bed one night with the back doors open I watch the space station glide silently through the night sky. Early mornings, before sunrise, I watch Venus hanging huge and glittering, low in the east as day tries to make her disappear for another 24 hours, Sun demanding her time in the sky. One morning Venus was next to the quarter moon; so beautiful!
Some mornings Sun brushes past the distant mountains with a silent but huge burst of light, other mornings she makes a magnificent entry wearing a cloak of the softest pinks and lavenders or bright red and gold if she’s feeling brassy.
Coyotes howl across the desert. I do consider this a blessing, although it’s not much fun when they come in close trying to trick The Chiweenie Brothers into coming out to play which they did three nights running at one point. Sends a chill up my spine.
Gorgeous sunsets and sunrises. They make my heart sing in their beauty.
Thank you for stopping by 2DogsTravel. We appreciate you coming along on our adventures, and appreciate your patience while we get through this little internet glitch. Hugs, Shawna
We are so close to being back in California, but the boys need some off-leash time, and I look for a dog park. Ashland has one and once we have the morning chores accomplished: Potty walk for the boys, coffee made for me, breakfast for The Chiweenie Brothers, MissAdventure tidied and things in place for travel, we head out. The park is just up the road. It’s an interesting roundabout way to get to it, but we finally arrive. The boys have a ball.
After the boys have a good long romp in this park, we head south stopping once at another rest area inside California for a short break before heading on.
After a couple hours drive we are here—Hello Redding!—Negotiating traffic and eagerly looking forward to seeing everyone, I pull MissAdventure into my sister’s driveway and head to her door. So good to see her!
My brother-n-law is not the man I have known my whole life. In the year I have been gone dementia has set it. He doesn’t know who I am. He doesn’t know who his kids are. To him we are “That Girl” or “That Guy”. Heartbreaking. My sister has her own health problems, but no dementia thank God.
Home base is under a nice shade tree in Sis’s side yard, and I will make small journeys in the area to see my sons, grandchildren, and friends, and try to remember the layout of town! How sweet it is.
And this is where I leave you for a few weeks, taking a break from blogging as the boys and I enjoy our time here reconnecting with family and friends.
THANK YOU for coming along on our travels, and we will “see” you sometime in November when we head to our wintering grounds in Arizona.
Hugs, Shawna, Fries, and Charlie B
After our very quiet, very restful night at Zig Zag Falls we head, early in the morning as usual, heading for Sandy, Oregon and the dog Park! I take a chance and mention it OUT LOUD. The boys know. Yes, they know, and they are excited. I sure hope the grocery store doesn’t show up first, because then they will think I am teasing. 😉
The grocery store does not show up. Walmart is nowhere to be found anywhere near where my GPS says it should be. There’s a big building that looks like it could have been a Walmart at one point, but … No worries. I plug the address to the dog park into the GPS and we’re off.
As the van gets moving again, the boys are beside themselves with excitement. It isn’t far to this park, located in a residential area, and as we pull up it doesn’t look like anyone else is around. It IS early. Come on guys, let’s get in there.
They do the usual; circling the perimeter, hiking their legs, doing their business. Before all that is done a lady pulls up with a beautiful, older yellow lab, and a large beagle. The beagle, Parker, is sooooo happy to be at the park. He and The Chiweenie Brothers get acquainted. Soon other dogs come to play. They all have a grand ‘ol time.
Try as they might, still there are those that do not feel it’s their responsibility to clean up after their dogs, but the towns and cities keep trying to get the message across.
Thankfully there are those who will pick up a few piles of other dogs’ poo when they are there. I do it as a way to say thanks to these cities and towns for these parks. Thank you Sandy, Oregon!
Love this information on spotting aggression:
They day is warming up. The Chiweenie Brothers have had a great time, and they are getting tired. Charlie looks for, and finds, a nice shady spot.
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It’s Thursday, July 19th, and we are up early and ready to rock and roll. I packed up before bed last night after a couple of gals pulled into the campground in a small gold passenger car, threw up a tent, and proceeded to build a huge campfire. From my perspective it looked like the flames were four feet high. The wind usually comes up in the evening here at Barnhouse, so it had me a bit worried. No harm getting ready to roll just in case. To their credit they stayed right with the fire until it burned down a little and didn’t throw any more wood on it.
The boys fed and out for a quick potty run, I get the big green machine on the road. The morning air is nice and cool and we take our sweet time wending our way down the mountain.
The boys are suddenly on high alert when they notice a herd of antelope crossing the road ahead of us. I slow down from a meander to a crawl and get as close as I dare to get a photo.
As we gain Hwy 26 the plan is to take in the Painted Hills Unit of the John Day Fossil Beds National Monument. I spot this old barn along the way.
These hills are fascinating and beautiful.
Once we are finished drinking in the odd, stark but colorful Painted Hills we head west again on Hwy 26 and go through Prineville purchasing gas here. Almost $100 to fill up!! Welcome to the west coast. Just prior to landing in Redmond, I get this shot of The Sisters through the trees only because there was a place to pull over. Most two lane roads are not conducive to photography for lack of sufficient places large enough to get off the road, but I was lucky with this one.
And I wasn’t about to pass up stopping to photograph this gorgeous old building when a parking spot right by it called my name. Of course it was too close to get the whole beautiful building in the shot, but I will take what I can get.
Then we make a dog park stop. The Redmond dog park is one of the cleanest dog parks we’ve been in. I was a bit weary and didn’t bother bringing the camera in with us, but the boys had a marvelous time!
With no place found to stop for the night we head on to Madras. I have enough time to do laundry and get ice and then we’re back on the road heading to the rest area just north of here. It’s in a construction zone and they worked far into the night, but a place to park is a place to park, and I am grateful I didn’t have to drive on in search of a camp. AND, I found out who discovered Mt. Shasta. Say what? One finds this out in Oregon? Yep.
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After five days at our sweet little camp off Hwy 244 beyond the little town of Ukiah, Oregon, we head east to La Grande. The only appeal this city has for me is their dog park at Riverview Park. The Chiweenie Brothers are treated to two different play times on Sunday, July 8th and another romp the next morning. The weather is warming up and it’s quite a complex decision on which way to go from here. Mileage. Elevation. The availability of shade. All play a factor, and I spend a very warm afternoon making that decision.
Tuesday morning, July 10th, I bounce out of bed just before sunrise, the boys get a quick walk to relieve themselves, and we are on the road by 6:00 a.m. heading southeast toward Unity. The boys are excited to be on the road, Fries doing his usual front-paws-on-the-dashboard thing when he’s excited about going somewhere. It’s only a hundred miles, but it’s twice as long as our usual driving days are. I nose Freedom onto I-84 and we head to our halfway point, Baker City.
Sticking to today’s “It’s a Wild Wiener Dog Day” (a nice ride, the dog park, McD’s) we head directly to the dog park. Waggers going ninety, the Chiweenie Brothers are beside themselves with this delightful surprise. And …. They have the place to themselves. After about an hour of running, wrestling, and hiking (of legs), I load them up and head to McD’s for a large coffee and a sausage biscuit to share, and we are on the road to our destination, Unity, Oregon.
I follow the GPS’ directions which takes us down Main Street into the historical section. I had no idea what we would find and am dismayed that I am not prepared for the historic old buildings here. I am oooing and awwwing and totally forget about photographs.
Once out of town we drive through a beautiful valley
and then onto Hwy 7 and into the Wallowa-Whitman National Forest. It’s a two-lane, tortuous, snaking road of about 25 miles with a speed limit the same, and it takes us for a climb before throwing us downhill through what is left of the forest after the Rail Fire swept through here in 2016.
What’s left is terrible and fascinating at the same time. The recovering undergrowth of grass and bushes is lush and green, the blackened skeletal remains of the burned trees jut upward toward a brilliant blue sky.
Although a terrible tragedy it is interesting to see the underbelly of a forest now gone. It allows one to see just how rugged and steep this mountain range really is, and seeing the road ahead in places where it twists and turns, actually makes for a very interesting drive.
To be continued …
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There is traffic on I-90, but thankfully it isn’t bad. I stop at a rest area to give the boys a break, and to do some checking for places to stay near Moses Lake AND to see if there is a dog park. A quick internet search shows me there IS a dog park, but nothing close by in the way of campgrounds that would be in our price range. Looks like Walmart again. Hmmmm. This is getting old, but the Chiweenie Brothers deserve their dog park time.
Eastern Washington consists of farm land and lots of it. As far as the eye can see and beyond the gently rolling mounds and hillocks of land there is wheat, food crops, orchards, a winery. And cell towers every few miles; lots and lots of cell towers.
When we reach Moses Lake I go immediately to Wally to make sure overnight parking is allowed (it is). Next is to get ice, then I plug the dog park address into the GPS and we head there.
It is a very nice dog park with two sections; one for large dogs and one for small dogs. We have it to ourselves and the boys begin tussling and then dashing here and there playing their version of tag.
The boys in full romp
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