Hike 18/52. Took the guys out on another steep and empty hike. Obi did flush one bird that flew down 1000 feet in elevation to the trees. I did not want to hike down to tree line and back up. He did his job, I did not.
There were still blueberries (this was taken in late September).The views were incredible and the pictures never do it justice.
If you aren’t following my Instagram, you are missing out on the #waterfallselfie barrage that is occurring. Find me @roryseiter.This tributary to the Stillaguamish has had fantastic fishing this summer. The flows are starting to finally drop so much that I will avoid this area for a while. There is small stream fishing and there is fishing that is detrimental to the fish.Instead, I am taking my friends on bushwhacking adventures and occasionally hook into some small fish.The places that fly fishing takes us is well worth it. Sometimes it is sketchy, sometimes it is uncomfortable, most of the time it is just absolutely beautiful.
The pack of dogs is growing and I am more determined than ever to be a good pack leader. If this doesn’t make sense, you can check out one of my heroes, Cesar Millan. Of course you can just watch this South Park episode about him as well. The small white dog shaped animal is Mojdeh’s Westie, Topper.
I come up with creative ways to walk the dogs. Holding them both seems too easy and when they try to run in different directions, this method is much more fun for me.
Today, we went snowboarding at Keystone. It was a Saturday. That is something that I wish to never repeat again. And the snow hasn’t been very good. I am so spoiled. After a few runs, we took the dogs for a walk near Frisco. Beside the awesome bike path (that people cross country ski on now) was an igloo. I have never been to Alaska, but I imagine that this is what they all live in. It was made os snow that had been cut into blocks. I mean the thing was legit.
We even brought the dogs inside, but they didn’t seem to be very impressed. In fact, I think Lando was miserable because he caught a cold at the kennel when we went to New York.
The Alaskan igloo.
Living the dream, one day at a time.
I think that Topper might be gay. He holds up his paw and it looks like a limp wrist. Now I know that having a limp wrist doesn’t automatically make you homosexual, but stereotypes come from somewhere!