Morefield Campground, Mesa Verde National Park

After spending sometime letting the Magic House do its thing we found ourselves in Mesa Verde National Park at the Morefield Campground. It seemed we would be there for a few days.

Morefield Campground Hopi LoopThis place would be a great place for our daily pack walks and I let the humans know I was ready. Still though they made me wait. Something about having to park. I love parks!

I'm ready for a walk. Time to go!

I’m ready for a walk. Time to go!

The Magic House stopped in an area where no humans could be seen in all directions. Mama and Papa seemed very happy about this.

Morefield Campground SpotHere is the Magic House with the Tacoma all settled into their resting places. Glad we can finally stretch our legs.

Laying on Mama’s lap in the front seat can be a little cramped but I always insist on being up with her instead of getting comfortable on my bed right next to her.

Morefield Campground RVNow that we were finally settled in we headed out for our walk. It wasn’t long before something alerted my attention; my nose and ears went on search mode.

Morefield Campground Guillermo SquintI quickly found some strange animals walking around Morefield Campground.

I wasn’t sure what kind of animals they were but they had hoofs and ate grass so I can only imagine they would probably taste really good!

Morefield Campground DeerAs we made our way around Morefield Campground Papa suddenly stopped and walked away from Mama and I and slowly crept into the bushes. This is what he found.

It just looked like another bird to me.

I wasn’t nearly as interested in the bird as I was in these hoofed animals up ahead.

Morefield Campground BirdI was trying to get Mama and Papa to chase one of them down but despite my best efforts they decided to hang back.

The whole experience seemed like a complete waste of perfectly good meat to me. While they just kept talking about how beautiful these “Deer” were. Eventually they moved on and so we did the same.

Of course no outing would be complete without Mama making me sit in some random place with Papa saying “watch” over and over… I feel like I used to know what “watch” meant but it seems to have fled my tiny brain. It’ll come back to me I know it.

Guillermo Walpi LoopAs we walked around we saw that Morefield Campground looked like it had all kinds of places for people but there were none to be found.

I always love finding people but Mama and Papa just seemed shocked that there was no one around, they weren’t worried though so I just went with it.

Morefield Campground EmptyMorefield Campground is completely surrounded by mountains and nestled down in a little wooded area. We saw many different shapes of mountains on our pack walk as we took in the sounds and smells.

Small Mountain Morefield CampgroundWhen our walk was coming to an end just a short distance from the Magic House Papa looked up then stopped and pointed out more of those “Deer” that were just staring at us only a short distance away, surely this would be our chance for some meat.

No dice.

Papa remarked that his friend Bryan would be loosing his mind at the site of this many deer. We stood there for some time staring at these animals as they just stared back. Once again we didn’t chase after them… You humans are nuts! Surely we could have caught one of them, right?

DeerSo even though we didn’t bring any meat home Mama and Papa were still very excited to have had this experience here in Morefield Campground and I was very tired.  The next few days would find Mama and I resting in the Magic House as Papa left and came back with some crazy stories and pictures but that is another post.

Chaco Culture (New Mexico)

A few weeks back Mama, Papa and I went to a place in the middle of nowhere called Chaco Culture National Historical Park. Though I wasn’t actually able to get into the ruins, again, we had great trip that was like looking back in time.

The drive didn’t seem long but I was asleep most of the way so I could be wrong. (Oh, Papa tells me I was wrong.)

Through the desertThe road was desolate and for miles nothing could be seen. That is, until we came across some beautiful wild horses.

I remember the first time I met a horse I was hiking with Papa up in Oregon when we walked up behind two of them. I didn’t know what to do with these huge creatures so I kept my distance until Papa made me walk right past them. Can you imagine my small stature looking up at a horse…?

Wild HorsesAs we went farther into the middle of nowhere we came across these two buildings. They were the only buildings you could see for miles and seemed long since abandoned.

Desert DwellingsFinally we went through a gate and found the entrance sign to Chaco Culture National Historic Park.

ChacoWe were finally here and ready for an adventure. Alas, this was as close as I would get as again “NO DOGS ALLOWED!”

I’m noticing a theme here about National Parks and that theme is that they do not like animals. At least not the ones that people befriend.

Chaco TrailMama and Papa trekked farther and came across this plaque that tells of the finding and slight restoration efforts that were done once the ruins were unearthed.

Pueblo Bonito They began walking around the outside and around the back of this structure.

Approaching Chaco from the side The architecture here is very different from anything Mama and Papa had ever seen.

Area Closed Beyond SignOnce they were around the backside they went up on a ledge that looked over the whole building. They read that the archaeologists that found this place believe the outer walls were much larger when it was in use.

Chaco View

Saw this lizard

Saw this lizard

This wall here shows the height they suspect the outer wall was all the way around.

Chaco staircaseThese steps lead down to the entrance to the inside of Chaco Culture where humans can walk around and get an up close look at the ruins.

Chaco Culture interiorThis circular room are called Kivas and were used when the people would have important gatherings that involved a family. This is a Great Kiva where many families would gather.

Chaco GatheringBelow is a standard size Kiva. Mama told me these Kivas each represent a family. Meetings and birthing would happen in these as well as many normal daily activities.

A roof would be made by laying wood on the pillars and eventually when enough were stacked it would make for quite the roof. They even had vent holes at the bottom of most of them so the fire and the people could breathe.

Chaco Kiva Moving farther in there were rooms that were finished and most likely used for storage. Though to get through them you had to crouch to enter. Our old neighbor, Dean, who is a Native American up in Oregon told Papa about small doors and Native American culture.

Dean said it is about respect, symbolized birth and is humbling to the person as they came through. Ill intent and negative emotions are to be left at the door. I wonder if the same is true for the people that lived here?

Chaco DoorwayThis is the inside of one of these finished rooms. If you look close you can see someone was nice enough to carve RW into the wood. These look so out of place I can only imagine that someone with no respect came here and decided to blemish this amazing piece of history; too bad really.

I am a dog and you could trust me not to do something like this. Thankfully this was the only defacing they saw here.

Interior Room CeilingFinally when emerging from the other side, the trail had led them full circle and almost back to me. I always know when they are coming to get me and that made me happy.

Chaco wallDesert Frenchie

This turned out to be a great trip for Mama and Papa and I got a chance to sit in the shade.

Thank you to Papa’s fourth grade teacher, Mr. Oliver, for recommending we come to Chaco Culture National Historical Park.

Sandia Crest (New Mexico)

Not too long ago while my humans and I were in Albuquerque, New Mexico we went to a place called Sandia Crest. Sandia Crest can be accessed an number of ways from hiking, riding the 2.7 mile tram or driving up the Sandia Crest Byway.

It seems I wasn’t allowed to ride the tram and the hike may have killed me, I’m pretty sure Mama and Papa wouldn’t have be able to make it either but don’t tell them I said that. It turned out the hour long drive from the city was our only way there.

Sandia Crest Peak 2At 10,678 feet above sea level the views are amazing. It was much cooler up there compared to the city; as much as 30 degrees cooler. You can see for over 100 miles in most directions from the top.

We didn’t find much space to move around but the draw to Sandia Crest is the view.

Sandia Crest Peak 4The Sandia Crest House is also located up here at this point and houses a restaurant that serves burgers and houses the visitor center. Unfortunately it was closed so we couldn’t check it out, I doubt I’d be allowed in anyway.

Sandia Crest Peak 3 Pictured above in the view of the city and below you can see the other side of this mountain.

Sandia Crest Peak 8As usual Papa was looking through that black thing he always shoves in my face when they make me sit in random places.

I don’t know what it is about that thing but he seems more fascinated with it than I am with bones. He never chews on it so it can’t be that cool; to each their own I guess…

Jessica

Mama held Papa’s hat for him while he fiddled with that black thing.

Sandia Crest Peak 6 Sandia Crest Peak 7 Although the views were breathtaking I found myself more interested in the black squawking birds flying overhead.

CrowThe birds seems to be circling this rock as though they were looking for something. I assume it was some tasty critter.

Sandia Crest Peak 5Mama, Papa and I wound up having a great day. Though the Sandia Peak Tram sounded like a lot of fun it was pretty expensive and my family always wants me with them.

If you ever find yourself in Albuquerque, New Mexico do yourself a favor and check out Sandia Crest you will not be disappointed.

North Domingo Baca Dog Park

Today I thought I would tell you about the time we went to the North Domingo Baca Dog Park in Albuquerque, New Mexico. The ride there took forever and when we got there as usual I was super excited. Mama and Papa just stood there ignoring me while I shook with anticipation.

Eventually I calmed down and Papa lifted me out of the truck and off to the park.

I Instantly met another dog and could not wait for Mama and Papa to let me in!North Domingo Baca Dog Park 2Of coarse once I was in the gate all that excitement came right back!

North Domingo Baca Dog Park 3North Domingo Baca Dog Park is one of the better dogs parks we have been too! The first dog park we went to in Albuquerque only had one dog there and he was mean.

There was a Husky there that I had fun running with for a few minutes.

North Domingo Baca Dog Park 4 North Domingo Baca Dog Park 5Quickly though, my attention was diverted when I saw a boxer kind of near a baseball and acting interested in it. So I did what any dog would do, I took it and ran off.

North Domingo Baca Dog Park 6I ran and ran with it until I realized she didn’t want it anymore. Now that it had lost its value I left it and ran off for other antics.

North Domingo Baca Dog Park 7Quickly I was far too warm and found some shade.

North Domingo Baca Dog Park 9Then I ran to another tree for shade.

North Domingo Baca Dog Park 13Just after that I saw people under shade and realized I could get some much deserved attention and be in the shade at the same time.

North Domingo Baca Dog Park 10It turned out to be a win win. We all had a great day at North Domingo Baca Dog Park.

North Domingo Baca Dog Park 11North Domingo Baca Dog Park is a great park where humans and dogs alike can socialize in the beautiful weather. Here we met a lady named Yaroz, who runs Paws In Action. Paws In Action is a dog care company local to Albuquerque, New Mexico.

Yaroz has a great love of dogs. Her services include Dog Walking, Pet Transportation, Pet Sitting, Private Boarding, “Mi Casa Es Su Casa,” and Overnight House Sitting. So if you are in the Albuquerque,  New Mexico and have need of dog care check out Paws In Action or find them on Facebook.

RV Garden (The Rabbit Attack)

The other day Papa decided he would set up a little RV garden so they can have fresh herbs and maybe some plants. He planted a few seeds and a few days later little green plants started growing.

A few days after plantingPapa got excited and decided to expand his RV garden and we all went to Home Depot for some plants and garden supplies.

On a side note that isn't our trailer in the back.

On a side note that isn’t our trailer in the back.

Papa set out to getting everything in order and planted. There was a tomato plant, Sandia Hot Peppers, Strawberries, Sage, Lavender and Rosemary to start while the seedlings grow.

He started with this big heavy bin, without thinking about the weight… In it went the peppers and the strawberries.

RV GardenNext was the tomato plant and then the herbs.

Tomato PlantSomething seemed off but Papa wouldn’t listen.

I heard somethingI went to check out behind the Magic House but everything checked out.

Smelled something RV GardenPapa had the RV garden finished and we would now be able to go back in the Magic House and get some much needed sleep. I’d been awake for hours.

Guillermostravels RV GardeningAgain, I smelled something but Papa wouldn’t listen.

I swear there is an animal around here

You hear that?

Well needless to say my warnings of stares throughout the evening went unheeded and this is what Papa and I came to the next morning after my morning business.

Rabbit AttackThe evidence points to a rabbit sabotage of the RV garden but we can’t know for sure. What we do know is there is an animal out there with a full belly on our tomato plant!

Papa moved the RV garden inside while we travel and we are going to have to make sure to not let any animals get to it. Now that some time has passed the plants that made it are finally starting to lift up again.

Coming BackThe sprouts are going strong and hopefully they will be eaten by humans instead of rabbits.

sproutsThe RV garden is safe for now. Hopefully no deer get to it in the mountains…