|accidental shutter snap ~|
but back to my story: i was in Mammoth on Wednesday for a skate ski with the dogs, and went to the Ranger Station/Visitor Center as instructed by my friend who is now a "local" in Bishop and knows the skate ski scene well, and was remiss to find out that the "welcome" person at her post was very fond of informing me that "dogs must remain on-leash in all Forest Service managed areas and on groomed winter trails." she went on to add, "oh, and you have to pick up their poop." (she said that about three times. yeah, lady, i get it. thanks.)
Hrrrumph! well, i called my friend back and told him what the "welcome" lady had said, and he said, no just head to the end of the road in that area, park the car, and there is a groomed snowmobile road outside of the actual designated nordic area and people take their dogs off-leash there all the time.
i ran into so many people walking their dogs, or just strolling without dogs, who greeted my dogs with open arms. we even saw a couple of Forest Service sleds and the rangers didn't stop to bitch me out for letting my dogs roam free (i held on to their collars as the snowmobiles went past, just in case the dogs thought it might be a good idea to dart out in front and cause a curfuffle... )
|squeeky skate ~ with my warm pants on, because it was chilly.|
i drove through Bishop on the way back to Tonopah and stopped at the hospital to visit my friend who was on the evening shift and give him a latté. it was a great day, and i'm glad i motivated to get out of Tonopah for the day. the dogs and i definitely stepped it up.