Middle Cottonwood

Dragged the Man out of bed this morning at 5 thanks to some barking lessons from MamaLu. The Lady is a fabulous place called Miceland, and should be back late today. We all miss her terribly, but the only good thing is the Man tends to give us more food and snacks.
Since he was up this early, he decided to take us for a hike to Middle Cottonwood... it's about 20 minutes door to trailhead, and you can go in as far as you like. We went about three miles today, but turned off in a new direction to scout out some new land. There must have been some sort of avalanche or flood or something, as this valley was full of upturned trees.

In several places, the Man kept bitching about not being able to find the trail, and doesn't rely on us to tell him the way. What are we, chopped liver? Oh wait, mmmm... chopped liver.

We left him on the trail and went exploring way ahead and way to the sides, he moves so slow. We didn't see another person the whole time, but smelled lots of animals, but would come back and check on him occasionally and to cajole a snack or two.

MamaLu won't have anything to do with the log bridges that I love to run across at full speed. She tromps through the water, and WILL NOT go across those. What an old lady.

Here's some photos.... Can you find my butt in this one?

 













What about this? MamaLu and I were getting a drink and tried to blend with the rocks in so the Man wouldn't see us...

Here's a better shot of the valley, and the trail... it's much less traveled than the main one.

And here I am trying to show the man the correct way to go up the trail....

And lastly, a view of the giant water bowl.