This is the blog for the my ninth long road camping trip with my dogs, this time Donner, his second. I can only imagine that when he takes these trips with me his only thought is: This sure beats being chained to those backyards in Los Angeles.
Our lovely camp at Mineral Bar the morning after. No intruders last night. Until i fell asleep, and every time I woke up, i blew my whistle to let them know Donner was still here.
