Bunny here at the keyboard to share our weekend adventure.
First, I have to say that I am a big fan of Miss Jessica’s 30/30 Challenge. Mom and Dad have been taking us walking every day and it’s been fantastic. Since they got those little Fitbit gadgets, they’ve been like hamsters on a wheel, trying to get their 10,000 steps in every day. I wish I’d thought of that gadget, I could hire both of them as my personal assistants and keep them home with me every day. Anyway, back to the adventure.
Küster had SAR training in the morning, so we decided to go to one of our favorite places to get some hiking in instead of our usual walk. It was unusually warm the end of the week, and by Saturday the creek was pretty high from the melted snow and rain we’d been getting. That meant that we weren’t going to be able to hike down the main road of the park, because it goes through the creek three times. We’re not talking about a little crossing here, either. It’s probably almost up to Mom’s knees, and it wasn’t that warm.
We decided to take a trail that we’ve never taken before. It goes along beside the creek up on the ridge. Morgan and I were more than game for the adventure. It was a little muddy, but not too bad, so we started up the trail and we were having a great time. We could see the creek from up high and it was a beautiful sight, even in Winter.
As we were walking along and having a great time and enjoying more than thirty minutes of the challenge for the day. Then we came to a creek and Mom and Dad had a discussion about turning around and going back. Mom didn’t want her feet and my feet to get wet going across the creek. Dad found a way across the creek, but Mom still didn’t want my feet to get wet. So, he and Morgan went across, then Morgan waited on the other side. Dad came back across and before I knew what was going on he picked me up and carried me across. Mom walked across behind us. I was incensed. I mean really, did they think I couldn’t get by on my own steam? Still, we kept hiking and I was enjoying the forest again soon.
Not long after that, we came to another creek crossing. I was not about to be carried across this time. I saw the best path across and I stepped right up and got started. Mom had to toss my leash across to Dad because she wasn’t as quick getting across on the slippery rocks as I was. Sometimes I feel sorry for humans having only two feet. Anyway, this crossing went much faster and soon we were on our way through the forest again.
It was worth crossing the creek. Not too far past that, we saw what must be an enchanted castle in a tree. It was quite a sight. I think that was our reward for persevering through the mud and the creeks. It was worth it to see all that natural beauty, and to spend some time together having fun. For the record, I crossed the creek on my own both times on the way home.
I guess it just goes to show that sometimes, it’s worth it to get your feet wet. Missing out on something because you’re afraid to try something new or different is a shame, and you only cheat yourself. I am so glad Mom and Dad are rising to the challenge and we’re getting out more together. You just never know what can happen when you take that first step.