Yesterday we decided to veer from the holiday crowds near the water and head for the hills……..I mean mountains.From the mouths of Sundogs………”We love our truck.  Good things happen when we get to go to in the truck…….especially when we are in the mountains”Once we get on the right trail (a REALLY isolated one) the leashes come off.   In the national forest dogs get to run amuk…….kind of.     YEAH!!    Immediate happiness.   All though it does not take much to make a Golden happy I must admit.One rule we do have on the trail is everybody must be under voice control…….even when you are in hot pursuit of a ground squirrel or have found a really fascinating pile of bear poop.Because this is the trail we must all stay on.Along this nice, FLAT trail we decide to take a rest and take in the scenery.   And on this nice, FLAT trail is a lovely meadow made perfectly for retrieving.   The Sundogs love to play retriever in the grass.  It is the second best thing to retrieving in the water.  Tails and ears up.  Romping in the grass.  Life is good.“We even find free sticks in the grass.And downed fences I can actually jump over”  says Sasha. There are lots of things to investigate in the tall grass.I like the fact the Sundogs Golden locks stay dry for a while.  How about Yolo’s locks?  This is why I do not cut my Golden’s short even in the summer.  Especially on their butts.And their manes.And their sides.And their faces.Mr Lassen loves the grass because it is a great place for a quick snooze.Because before we know it we are back on the trail again.   The Sundogs don’t care much were they are going.  They relish the journey as much as the destination.Since we had walked and ran for at least a couple of miles we decided to make this bridge our destination.   It was not exactly a spectacular destination but our legs were tired and the Sundogs thought it was a FINE place.Because below the bridge was just what the Sundogs ordered.Yup.  You guessed itIt did not take long for them to try and cover every inch of their bodies with it.So much for their nice dry golden coats. The walk and run home was long but was just the exercise everybody needed.   You know how it is on vacation.  Eating and drinking take on a new dimension.The dreaded leashes come out once we hit civilization.No more…….splendor in the grass.

Stay tuned for more MOUNTAIN DOGS on vacation this week.

Adios Amigo’s 🙂