Ashland Dog Park

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

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The Sandy Dog Park

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.

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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:

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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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The Painted Hills

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.

DSC_0022 (2)Antelope on road into our Barnhouse CampAs 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.

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These hills are fascinating and beautiful.

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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.

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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.

DSC_0072In Redmond, OR   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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Thanks for stopping by 2DogsTravel! Hugs, Shawna

 

 

Baker City and The Burn

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 DSC_0043 Oregon Hwy 7 Valley Floor after coming down off Dooley Mountain

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.

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As we come out of the mountains we travel along the irrigated green valley with some interesting old barns. We’re still a ways from our destination, but the drive is lovely, taking us through some bald, rolling hills; an interesting backdrop to the lush green of the valley.

DSC_0053one of the old buildings along Hwy 26 in Oregon

 

To be continued …

Thanks for stopping by! Hugs, Shawna

 

Moses Lake, Washington

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.

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The boys in full romp

Thanks for stopping by 2Dogs!

 

Laughing Dog Park

June 24, 2018.  Finding out there is a dog park in Spokane Valley WA, I also find out there is a Walmart amendable to an overnight (or two) stay in their parking lot in Post Falls ID just a few miles from the park.  

The Patricia Simonet Laughing Dog Park is located at the old rest area off I-90 in Spokane Valley.  Easy to find and with the assurance from a clerk at the Walmart that it is still there I go ahead and say it. “Do you want to go to the DOG PARK today?”  All hell breaks loose and the boys get in a wrestling match, fierce but fake, and ends with fast tails wags as steady as a metronome. Got some happy dogs here!

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This is a lovely, well-used dog park.  Half of it is shaded with large trees and has a nice walking path. The other half is open with a nice sidewalk along the perimeter.

 

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Lorraine with her Sheva
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Sam, the large Airedale with his owner. Charlie loved this dog. Perhaps he thought it was our Burger, come back to us, just in a larger version.

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DSC_0043 (3)  These two nice young guys spend about an hour at the park; Cleaning up dog poop!  I stopped them when they were leaving to thank them for doing it.  They seemed surprised, but told me they do it at the other dog park in town, too, but it’s really a mess there.  How cool are these two young people!?!?

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John and his labradoodle, Gracie

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Scott and Rosie

Just because there is this really nice dog park, populated with really nice dog lovers, we spend another night at Wally and visit again the next day.  Thanks for stopping by 2DogsTravel!

Homestake BLM and Butte, MT

We spend one night at Homestake, A BLM boondock near Whitehall, MT.  I can SEE cell towers but cannot get decent reception.  I drive on to Butte just a few miles up the road. It’s dog park time!

I ask around, no one seems to be able to tell me how to get to the dog park.  I stop at the information center and the lady behind the counter isn’t sure either as I asked for the park near the Old Sherman  School and this throws her off. She doesn’t know. The other gal behind the counter finishes her transaction with another customer, and she comes over and mentions the Skyline Park.  With that I get a street address and we are off.

JACKPOT! This wonderful place has THREE dog areas. Four if you count the off-leash area, but we aren’t interested in that.  One area for the big dogs, one area for the small dogs, and a combined area.

DSC_0026 (3)  This combined area for both large and small dogs is huge.

 

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Our first night at Walmart in Butte is uneventful, although there does seem to be an inordinate amount of street people around; no one bothers us. We have internet and we have a fabulous dog park. We can hang in there, and do Wally for a couple days!

The Skyline Park not only has three fenced areas for dogs, it has a fishing pond and a small play area for kids, paved and unpaved walking/biking paths, and pretty views all around.

Butte was founded on mining, a dangerous occupation that took many lives in one way or another. From the park  you can see the old Poor House, still pretty much as it was back in the day.  Today it is a technology school.

On our final day here I ask the boys if they want to go to the dog park again. They know these words, and start wrestling and play fighting,  so happy they can hardly stand it.  I put the breakfast things away, hop in the driver’s seat and start up ol’ Green. Fries jumps up on the camera back pack that’s sitting next to the driver’s seat. It’s on top of the little plastic drawer unit I have between the driver’s seat and the larger drawer unit that replaced the passenger seat. The camera backpack makes Fries’ little head just about even with mine.  I ask him if he is excited to be going to the dog park again this morning and the little stinker pushes his little wet nose against my cheek; a little peck on the cheek. Oh how I wish I could get photos of some of the things this little dog does. He just melts my heart!

Arriving at Skyline Park the boys, anxious to get inside “their” park, they pull and tug and tussle torn between starting play and pulling me along faster to get inside.

We know our way, mom, don’t worry about us!