Adventure Part One

Hello Friends!

For the next few days I will be taking you along on my backpacking adventure with my MOM and my gal pal Belle in the wilds of Idaho.  We were in an area called Pebble Creek.  There are so many photos, 298 to be exact.  But MOM says that's to many to show.  So I will be trying to pick out a few for each day, enough for you to get an idea of what we experienced.  Still it is quite a few, hope you don't mind.  Lets get started.

Are we there yet?

We are here!  The view from our tent.

We got our tent pitched and Belle and I are ready for our adventure to begin.  Lets go MOM!

And we are off.  The terrain was so diverse.  From the low scrubby brush you see above to Pine and Aspen forests to sort of marshy areas.  We had it all.  And it was great.

Belle wants to see what's making noise, I want to keep blazing the trail ahead.  MOM let us do both.  It's not like we had a schedule to keep.

I'm on a scent.

The critter got away, but I'm still happy.  You can tell by the look on my face.

Here is a close up of my happy face.  See that joyous smile?

Every once in a while Belle and I would stop and pose for MOM.

Look at this great stick we found.  MOM said it was to big and to far back to our tent for me to bring it with us.

Sometimes the trail would lead to wonderful surprises.  Like haveing to cross this watery area.  You got to know that my MOM LOVES this kind of hiking.  She loves the thick stuff that she has to just push through or crawl through.  She loves to blaze her own new trail or follow the trails that animals make.  How can you not love a MOM who will trek through the thick stuff following you?  It has always led to something amazing and tomorrow you will see what I mean.  But for now lets cross this small obstacle and see what is ahead.

What diverse beauty lays ahead of us.

Soon the storm clouds were moving in.

The rain was about upon us.

Almost back at the tent before the storm really hit.  I think we take a right to get back to camp.

Waiting for the rain to come.

This is the picture of a beautifully good and tired Goose.

The moon shown bright through the clouds.  I hope Remighton heard me and Belle giving him a shout out with my mountain adventure howl.  Woooo Wooooo

There was so much more to our first day.  It was great.  I do have to tell ya that as darkness came and we got into our tent just as the rain really started to pour down, MOM thought to her self, "Now tell me why again I put this tent under this pine tree?"  She asked her self (or me) that because the thunder and lightning was very, very intense.  At times the lighting would light up the inside of our tent like someone was shining 87 flood lights inside the tent.  And the thunder could be deafening.  But we stuck it out together knowing we were in a dip between high points and those pine needles under our tent did make for a nice soft comfy bed.  Normally MOM and I sleep very well in thunder storms, but Belle is not a fan of the lightning and thunder.  But we snuggled up and all was OK.

You will want to come back tomorrow for my post.  I have a very big fish story that you WILL NOT believe.  But MOM got pictures so you would not think I was telling fish stories.

Blessings,

Goose