After Mr. N recovered from his raisin incident, we set forth with Sage
to explore Triple Falls
. We made a quick stop at Multnomah Falls
for some food (the lodge doesn’t allow dogs so we ate outside) and for a picture. I think the dogs ended up in some tourists’ photos.
Mr. N likes to create his own switchbacks. I have to remind him to stay on the path. I don’t know why people worry about little dogs maneuvering hiking trails. If they’re reasonably athletic, I don’t see how most trails would give them trouble. Mr. N is very good at going between, under or over various obstacles. He can also jump three feet at least (he used to jump out of his play pen all the time).
The trail was extremely rocky and the humans had to concentrate on where to step. The dogs didn’t care. The advantage of being steady on four paws.
Although I’m also pretty sure Mr. N is part goat. He deliberately seeks out boulders to climb on. In any case, he’s a much better hiker than I am.
He wants to go, go, go! He gets bored when we stop for water breaks and for the humans to catch their breath. Sage was also panting because she gets warm easily. Mr. N yawns at the rest of us for being slowpokes.
After much scrambling over rocks and wondering if the trail was ever going to end, we reached Triple Falls!
There was a particular stretch that was especially treacherous and I almost slipped. I let Mr. N go ahead and told him to wait at the bottom while I gingerly made my way down.
Sage was a good girl and made sure to keep pace with her human who is recovering from an injury. As for Mr. N, he flew down the trail hampered only by me at the end of the leash. Here we are at the trail head waiting for Sage to make it down.