New friends on the Clearwater

So, getting up early, we grab some breakfast and hit the road. Buddy's getting better at knowing where his boundaries are. I don't feel a leash is necessary, and it's obvious that he loves the freedom to go off the shoulder exploring scents he's never experienced.

I've met some lovely people today, who've offered helpful advice about where to go and extended hospitality beyond the common courtesies. First off, we go 'bout ten miles down the road, and come upon a beautiful little gift shop right on the river called 'Bear Hollow.' Mary, the lady running the establishment, makes a splendid latte and has a wonderful smile. She's been running a kennel there for quite some time with up to 20 dogs, and as I understand it, she's fought quite the legal battle in the high courts to allow dogs access to the Clearwater area. So, I want to say thanks on Buddy's behalf. He loves being out here unrestricted, and much of that is possible because of your efforts. Cheers!

Later in the day we come around a bend and find some nice tall pines on the river with a grassy knoll just perfect for setting up camp. Because there are a few houses close by we climb up the hill to ask permission. There we meet Willie and his son. They're happy to let us stay at that spot 'no problem,' and they even go out of their way to bring an abundance of dry firewood. It's a great great night to have a fire since a light drizzle peppers us until we finally turn in around 2200.