Flathead Lake, Montana

Shortly after leaving Coeur d’Alene we wound up at a new lake called Flathead Lake. Flathead lake is in Montana and is the largest freshwater lake west of the Mississippi river. As I have said before I don’t really care about all that but I know you humans sure seem to.

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There were some great scents around here and I could smell the perfect stick. I wasn’t entirely sure where is was but I could tell it was around here somewhere. I wound up getting a little sidetracked by this bush here.

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Then I got the scent of that stick again.

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Well I found the stick and you’ll never guess what happened. Not ten seconds after finding the stick Mama walks right over and takes it. I’m fine with taking sticks from other dogs when I want them but that was my stick.

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Then she starts taunting me with it asking “do you want the stick?” Obviously I wanted the stick that is why I spent so much time looking for it. I don’t want some other stick I wanted that one.

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So what does she do when I make sure she knows I clearly want it? That’s right, she throws it in the water!

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This water is very clear so at least I can see where I’m stepping.

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I put a paw in to check the temperature and decide to go for it.

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As you can see below as soon as I tried to go out and grab it a bunch of waves started attacking me so I tried another route and started to look for a way around. I never did find one though.

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After my struggle Papa finally went out and got the stick for me. I thought the ordeal was over and they were going to stop messing with me. Instead he walked right up to me and showed me my beloved stick while waving it around. Then he throws it in the water again!

It didn’t go as far out this time though and I felt the courage to go get it for myself welling up inside me. This was it. I went for it.

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I got out and then realized I lost track of the stick while I was gathering my courage. I had to look around for a bit.

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Then a new dilemma; how do I pick it up without submerging my face in this frigid water?

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After batting at it with my paw for awhile I realized that wasn’t going to work and I was just going to have to use my mouth. I got to thinking thumbs would be great right about then.

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I heard Mama and Papa cheering me on as I grabbed my stick between my teeth and started to head to shore.

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I had done it! I overcame my fear and came out unscathed. I could tell Mama and Papa were very proud of me. It was then that I realized why they were taunting me with MY stick.

With my self confidence high we played the throw the stick in the water game for quite awhile. Throw the stick in the water has now become one of my favorite games.

That time at Flathead Lake really opened me up for new play opportunities. That day sure opened up possibilities with other dogs during our travels. Like the time I played with the Corgi named Poke (pronounced Poki) in Yellowstone. That story coming soon.

Until next time humans!

Coeur d’Alene (Mudgy & Millie Moose Trail)

Awhile back we went and hiked the Mudgy & Millie Moose Trail. I would have told you about it sooner but Papa is lazy. Getting him to edit my work can sure be exhausting! I’m just going to jump right in and tell you about the time we stopped in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho.

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First order of business was parking and then making our way around all the construction to actually get to the Mudgy & Millie Moose Trail. We found Mudgy along the way and he gave us directions down to the water.

Millie was nowhere to be found though. Upon inspection of the map we discovered she was over in another part of the park that we were not headed to.

Mudgy and Millie have to stay in different areas of the park because you humans are getting lost all the time and they have to give you directions. It must be difficult for Mudgy and Millie to never get to be near each other.

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Here I am with Mudgy.

As you can see I was already getting pretty hot and we hadn’t even gone very far. So we headed to look for some shade.

Guillermo Coeur d'Alene 3Along the trail we found this shaded grassy area perfect for a little scent exchange.

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Here I am on my Instagram page rolling around and knocking over Mama and Papa’s Coffee.

Now that I was done cooling off and spilling the coffee, it was time for some exploring! There was water and floating cars through this hole I found.

Guillermo Coeur d'Alene 5The Mudgy & Millie Moose Trail has a few parts to it. Some are in the city on roads but as for me and my humans we like going into nature.

Guillermo Coeur d'Alene 10, Mudgy & Millie Moose TrailThe trail winds along the bank of Lake Coeur d’Alene and is actually pretty high up in most places. The views are beautiful and not far along the trail I overheated again per usual and needed to stop for water.

Guillermo Coeur d'Alene 11 So then…

Guillermo Coeur d'Alene 9Just some people.. So then Mama and Papa decided this rock was the perfect photo op and made me sit on this rock and told me to smile. People walking by are always laughing when they see me smiling for a picture they don’t seem to get that I’m just hot and trying to cool off… It does make for a good picture though if I do say so myself.

Guillermo Coeur d'Alene 7By the end of the Mudgy & Millie Moose Trail I must have stopped for water about five or six times but I can’t count so I’m not really sure.

Finally Papa decided keeping me cool was a lot of work and lured me down to the water. Then he picked me up and dropped me in. Normally I would have gone crazy when dropped in water but just weeks earlier I had learned the joys of water in Spokane, as you can see here. Now I even run into the ocean and attack the waves, but that is another post.

Guillermo Coeur d'Alene 12, Mudgy & Millie Moose TrailWith that Mudgy & Millie Moose Trail came to a head and not a moment too soon because I was tired. So after a nice shake to dry off it was time to head back to the Magic House and eat some grub.

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Mesa Verde National Park (Cliff Palace and Balcony House)

Hey everybody, things have finally gotten back to normal. While I was in the middle of a two part update about Mesa Verde National Park (Cliff Palace and Balcony House) then my editor started slacking.

Papa wasn’t around much this summer and that made updating very difficult. He was constantly on about a summer job with Ivey Performance Marketing in Milwaukie, Oregon and being extremely busy while in Oregon. I think he was just being lazy, and I know lazy!

Finally Time for a Nap

So now that I have my editor back I can get to regular updates again!

Where was I seems so long ago now. The trip to Cliff Palace and Balcony House was a different situation from the normal.

Not only could I not go, National Park and all that, but Mama couldn’t either.

Mama was in a horrible accident about four and a half years ago and there are certain activities that can cause her pain and they had read there were some real tough spots so Papa did this on his own to bring pictures back for the both of us.

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The way down to Cliff Palace was made a bit more accessible to the humans of current days. Not too much though, there are places I could get up if I wanted to. Like this place down there for instance.

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What Papa was told was that there are these little holes that the Native Pueblo Indians would use to Climb down there! Reminds me of the time back at Arizona Hot Spings, the time I almost died.

Now Cliff Palace has some stairs and ladders to get down from up top.

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As they moved in closer it was far more apparent how impressive these dwellings are. These people using nothing more than handmade tools and some serious athletic ability were able to make this place in the side of the cliff.

On top of that they farmed up on the plains. So these guys were in and out of these daily. Papa learned about the two sentry towers on either side to watch for intruders.

Mesa Verde National Park Cliff Houses

Here is another one of those Kiva homes like the ones back at Chaco Culture. These ones were smaller but they used the same architecture as the others that lived 143 miles away.

Mesa Verde National Park Cliff Houses Kiva

After Cliff Palace Papa went to the tour over at Balcony House. There was a walkway for a little bit but then things got hairy.

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Make note to remember this guy.

Along the path they stopped at another Kiva for a lesson about the Kivas again.

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The Ranger gave a very informative talk about the native Pueblos and how they did things. Did you know that by the time they were 30 they were considered elders? The reason is that they didn’t live as long in this harsh environment.

The Pueblos teeth were filed down because of the powdered rock that they got with every meal of Maze. The Maze was ground between two special stones creating a mixture of powdered rock and corn. It wasn’t ideal but it was the only option they had at this time.

Mesa Verde National Park Cliff Houses Ranger Tour

The time to climb back out had come and the first thing was to go up this little ladder and up the little walkway on the upper right. Not so bad I could jump up there.

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Just around the corner there was a perfect doggy door for me to get through. Papa never said anything but when I saw this I thought the Pueblos must have loved dogs to make such an easy passage for them.

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I quickly learned I was wrong. Right after the doggy door they had to climb up this. I started to think that the dog idea was ridiculous.

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Here is what is waiting just after that! I was definitely wrong about the dogs…

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Impressive side note though, this guy is 93 and went through the whole thing! Good on you Sir! It is great seeing someone still out enjoying life at his age.

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Once up this ladder there was a great view and you could see down to the bottom of the ladder.

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Finally after all that climbing Papa and his new friends were all right back at their cars. With a great view over the canyon. Everyone went their separate ways. I knew as soon as Papa was coming home like we dogs always do. I woke up and let Mama know Papa was en route.

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So finally the pack was back together and hearing about those Cliff dwellings was amazing! You humans never cease to amaze me.

Until next time!

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.