If a Tree Falls in the Forest

Rio and I decided to talk a walk on a lovely Thursday afternoon. After doing half of the loop we decided to go off road on the climb back up the hill. We took the Bob Harvey Trail which undulates its way along the side of the hill, just below the main road.

Part of the trail had been washed out but the park maintenance staff set up a few little bridges for us to cross. All was well until we met up with this.



Rio couldn't crawl under it. He wouldn't go over it, although at one point I picked up his front end and put his paws on top. There was no way to get around the lower side because of the steep drop off. Rio refused to go off trail. We had no choice but to go back from where we came.

About 1/3 of the way back we came to a short but steep trail that led to the main road. That joined up with Old Barn Road which took us to the park office. We went in and reported the fallen tree. We also managed to score a map of the park.

This is definitely not a rugged dog. He's more aristocratic than that. His idea of camping is a bed and breakfast.