Monday, September 21, 2015

Our Wrecks

Portal RV Resort
Moab, UT
September 14, 2015

We unexpectedly lost our sweet Wrecks in the early morning  hours of September 14, 2015.  He had just turned seven in August and we had every reason to hope he would grow old with us.  The autopsy revealed that foxtail, likely ingested while playing ball in a Montrose, CO campground, had stuck in his intestines causing an abscessed ulcer and then exited into the abdominal cavity where the infection went septic killing him in a few short hours.  We were not familiar with this insidious weed until the couple we were traveling with pointed it out to us.  We had played ball with Wrecks in the campground's fenced in dog park we thought had been covered in hay.  Little did we know it was foxtail.  Yes, we did point it out to the owner/operator who quickly responded "you can't tell me anything I don't know about that".  I asked him why he had not posted warnings on the gate of his bark park and he chose to ignore me and the question.  Our friends puppy ended up with foxtail in his paw that worked itself from the pad of his paw through the top causing a nasty infection requiring a veterinarian's attention.  I thought our puppies were all O.K. but obviously, we were fatally wrong.  I have simply not had the heart to keep up with our blogging since.  Joe asked me to put together a small assortment of pictures covering the brief seven years of life we shared with our beloved puppy.... the baby of our family.

Dover, Joe and I adopted Wrecks when he was 5 months old in January, 2009. He was the second of the Tan Clan to join our family. 
July 4, 2010 almost 2 years old.
By October, 2010 we had three of the four. I am pretty sure the squirrels were tormenting Dover and Wrecks from the top of the puppies play set in our back yard.


Cape Hatteras in May 2011 was Wrecks' first trip to the beach. 


September 2011...patiently waiting for the rain to stop in Elizabethtown, PA.  
October 2011...taking a break from ball play in Dover, DE
Swimming in Grapevine, TX...April, 2012.
The only picture I have of the 6 of us on a morning walk in Freeport, FL taken in December, 2012. Thank you David!
St Mary, MT in August 2013. 
Moab, UT...May 2014


Playing ball and...

taking a break...Moab, September 9, 2015.






The Tan Clan checking out a dragonfly. This is the last picture I took of all four together...September 10, 2015

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Spent Saturday on Top of the World!


Portal RV Resort
Moab, UT
September 5, 2015

At the club meeting for Moab Friends for Wheelin, members can add a trail on the calendar that they would like to lead and members who want to go are invited and welcomed to come along. One of my favorite trails was added to the calendar and led by Larry Long this past Saturday. 


The Colorado River heading east on scenic hwy 128 towards the Dewey Bridge.




















The first time we did Top of the World, I was so wowed by the view from Waring Mesa (7,000 feet above sea level).


I am happy to report my third viewing was just as breath taking as my first.






Of course getting to and from the lunch view is rugged fun traversing broken layered rock.
Our team for the day...Larry and Sharon who led the way, followed by Dale and Rolande, then us...
and Dee and Rosie bringing up the rear.
The first part of the trail follows the base of a cliff. Sharon pointed out "Kissing Rock", the rock formation on the right.

The Entrada Sandstone is beautiful wherever it is exposed.




As the trail climbs, the view expands beyond the Colorado all the way to the Book Cliffs and in places we could even see the Delores River.

 And then there is the Top of the World...







Looking left is the end of Onion Creek trail with Taylor Farm and the meadow where we always turn left towards Thompson Canyon.

Looking straight ahead is the LaSal Mountains. The tiny speck of trail in the center of the photo is also Onion Creek.

Looking right is Fischer Towers and Castle Valley. 

What a view for lunch !
We witnessed a rain squall just in front of us.















I ate my first pine nuts.
Heading home...


Until next time, let the good times roll.



HAPPY TRAILS!