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.
Day 35 photo
As we broke camp this morning at our exquisite bivouac last night, two absolutely charming young women from Rhode Island, Bella and Diona (spelling?), taking a break from a conference in Las Vegas to visit the Grand Canyon, pulled up into my night's bivouac. They were just as out of control with Donner as he was with them. Putting aside the fantastic setting of that bivouac, meeting them there was a reward for the 100-mile saga in the dark to find that "camp." Donner exhibited a new trick, using them as mobile scratching posts.