In our last episode my hoomans we were debating about hiking to the Inselberg Pit (Cosmic Navel or Cosmic Volcano) the next morning. They were concerned about the road condition and the weather. I just relaxed and chewed on a stick. At bedtime the night before, the hoomans decided there was too much risk. We woke up the next morning and there were showers and thunderstorms just south of us.Dad said we would have been to the pit about the time a large storm hit there. It was a good call by my hoomans. Also, they let me lick their plates, which is a good call too.
We drove to Kodachrome Basin State Park for a two night stay. It was raining on and off through the day, but that was OK because it was day 16 and the hoomans needed to do laundry - it’s not all glamour on these trips. We dogs have sensitive noses, so I appreciate their effort to stay smelling good. I only have my blanket and towel, so my laundry load is pretty light. There was a nice laundromat right in the campground. It was a scenic laundry location.
Very scenic laundromat |
Hiking the trails |
Our campsite was adjacent to a large chimney formation - sort of like the hooman foam #1 finger. The evening brought us some interesting colors and rainbows as the sun peeked through the clouds.
Our campsite |
In the campgrounds and on the trails, there are many dogs, and we met quite a few here. They were mostly very nice, though some get a little too playful and enthusiastic about the butt sniffing part. We do all enjoy sniffing in circles and getting our leashes all twisted together. One little dog was anxiously sitting in the driver's seat of his van looking for his people. I sit in the driver's seat and look too, but I’m much cooler about it. Overall, this was a nice park.
We got up the next morning and it was clear and 38ºF. I already have my coat on, so it was no big deal for me. It was a beautiful day. We decided to skip Bryce Canyon NP for the following reasons: 1. Dogs aren’t allowed on the trails; 2. It was very crowded; 3. My hoomans have been there before; and, once again, 4. Dogs aren’t allowed on the trails. Instead, we stopped at Red Canyon. I don’t know who named this, but it’s not red. I’m a dog with limited color vision, and it was obvious to me it was more orange and pinkish. However, it was very pretty, and we hiked up a big hill. Dad taught me a new word - switchback. I prefer to call them zig-zags. We did several nice hikes in the area.
Red canyon - I'm chewing a stick on the lower right |
- Bebop
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