We don’t usually bring Wellie snowshoeing since he is basically devoid of both fur and insulating body fat, but once in a while it’s warm enough or, in this case, short enough that we feel it’s safe for him to come along. The good thing about having a 17-lb dog is that if he gets cold or injured, we know we can carry him out in one of our packs.
Turns out there was no reason to worry about bringing him to Heather Lake – the first mile or so was
dry bare, and once we hit the snow, there was such a hard-packed trench that we didn’t even need snowshoes. However, once we stepped off-trail to find a good lunch spot, we would immediately sink crotch-deep. Looks like it’s going to be another slow melt in the Cascades this summer, so you can look forward to lots of whining on this blog come June. Yay!
Wellie wasn’t the only vertically challenged canine out there that day, he made friends with two absolutely adorable Boston Terriers. See, all the cool dogs wear coats!
There’s not much to say about this hike, really. It was just…great. I had an awesome day. Unhurried hiking, a family nap in the sunshine, sharing stroopwafels while watching avalanches tumbling down from Mount Pilchuck…yeah, it was basically just great.
I think I’m over the mindset of always trying to challenge myself on trail – this season, my only hiking goal will be to enjoy myself. That’s why we’re all out there in the first place, right?