The End of the earth, revisited

 If you look at the sides of my blog, you'll see this picture:

This picture of me and Scrappy was taken exactly 13 years, 11 days ago.  The location...

That legendary place we named the End of the Earth- all but inaccessible except for when, like now, the river is down.  Here is the story of the second doggie to achieve it, Friday afternoon.

It was a breezy, gray afternoon...

Doggie was ready for adventure

Squirrel thought we were nuts (Hint: He's right)

The river was way down- the time was right

All we had to do was cross what is normally a river inlet

Okay, there's step one.

Lots of mud to the river

Fine place to take a nap

And in we go!

Our options grew tighter

So tight, Misty says, "Let's try the mud"

Stopping for a drink

...and of course, the nose game

Too many thorns landside- we'll have to cross this

Made it!

Daddy and doggie at the End of the Earth- November 4th, 2022

And there, I believe, we left Stick... sob

"Are you fricking serious?"

I don't remember getting there being so easy... I don't remember getting back being so hard

Almost in the clear.  We would just have to clear the mud flat... halfway across, I had a shoe get sucked off.  Come to think of it, I think I lost one 13 years ago, too

Believe it or not, we weren't alone... two girls and a golden retriever hunting mushrooms.  Me:  Take my advice, avoid the mud!" Their doggie: "You went to the End of the Earth! I hate you!"

Terra firma, at last

A quick bath at Scrappy's Landing