Friday, 4 October 2019

Clear Lake - Sept, 2018

Cows in the field.
What the heck! There is a lot of to-ing and fro-ing from the house to the garage and trailer. Wait a sec - Dad is trying to put 3 huge planes in the truck. Yippee - there goes my travel bag - I guess we are going float flying camping. The truck was packed to the rafters- I even lost my back seat. Not that I use it anyway - I prefer to rest on the console so I can put a paw on Dad or Mum.

Dad is letting me check out the cows but I do believe there is something far more interesting on the other side of the truck. I am not scared - honest.

We are going to my favourite campground. Hope we get my favourite site.The weather was absolutely beautiful. A little misty in the morning but clear for flying later in the day. I got to spend all day outside. There is a magic screen door so I can go in and out of the trailer to take advantage of food and other facilities. Mum says an I am indoor pee-er and poop-er. She likes not having to be my butler. Although she does have to hang around to protect the wild life and untangle me.

Hiding in the bushes - mice won't even know I am here.

Misty morning

Gorgeous flying
There were many highlights on the weekend.  Dad's Piper Cub flew very well but it did get pranged. The 415 also flew but it also got a little damaged. Mum helped with the craft. That seemed to go well but she is still waiting to see pics of the finished project. While Mum was doing the craft I got to go down and hang out with the dogs on the beach. It was all good until they started sniffing my butt. 😝
Keaton and Dodge and me.
It was also the big fall wrap up dinner. Dad was one of the carvers so he had to be in the skit. He played one of the secret service men protecting a "president". Something about building a wall to protect the rest of the planes from the Northstars. Not sure what that was all about as I wasn't allowed to go to the skit - furry friends are not welcome at foodie events.

The wildlife were very active. Coyotes howled in the evenings. A huge flock of whooping cranes flew overhead. They were very noisy but it sounded like they were having fun. There were leaders looking for thermals. Once they found a thermal the rest followed. They got so high they were hard to see. Sadly, one mouse did not fair well. Mum went to the washroom so she couldn't enforce the catch and release rule. 😈

It was the best weekend of camping. Certainly made up for the July event.

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