Camping

Over the past weekend we went to Curecanti National Recreation Area to meet up with my sister Evvie and her boyfriend Mark who were down in Durango WOOFing (working on an organic farm).  We drove down Friday night and spent two nights.  At over 4 hours, this was Pickles longest car ride.  We have a doorless hard shell crate that I got for free on the curb that we put in the car for him to ride in.  He spent over 4 hours trying to get out of it and into my lap.  It took us till the ride back to get smart enough to tie him in with his leash and harness.  As soon as he was tied in he laid down and went to sleep. 

The weather was cold, snowy, and rainy but it was a really pretty area.  We were the only people camping at Dry Gulch a really nice campground tucked in the cottonwoods along a stream. 

Pickles got the run of the place and spent hours off leash gnawing on deer carcass, running through the tall grass, and playing with his Frisbee.  He even brought his lawn chair.

He was absolutely filthy the entire time.  We had to dip him in the stream and then towel him off before we could bring him in the tent.  He slept amazingly though, better than at home.  He just snuggled on my sleeping bag and didn't budge; he probably slept in until almost 7am.

We went on a really cool hike that dropped down into the canyon on Saturday and then drove to Black Canyon of the Gunnison and drove along the rim.

On Sunday we packed up and headed out early, but stopped at Neversink trail at the edge of the park for another hike.  Pickles slept the whole way home.