Thursday, July 1, 2004
well, my parents have been really excited for a couple of days. They keep asking me something about going in the ocean - I hope they don't expect me to swim there cause those waves looked a little powerful. I'm more of a wader and splasher!
Our adventure started on Friday when dad came home early and they started getting the boat ready. My human friends John and Jolanda came over soon after that with more bags and food. After my lifejacket and new sailing shoes were put on ( so I can walk when the boat tilts), we were off.
We sailed to Horseshoe Cove at the base of the Golden Gate Bridge. It was VERY windy, so I went below (anything over 15kts and above a beam reach, I'd rather be safe in my cave - or the aft cabin). Mom kept coming down to tell me it was ok and I was a good girl, but I still wasn't a waggy butt.
Finally in a place called Raccoon Straight it started to flatten out so mom called me up so I could see the sights. Ahhh, it was great! I even ran forward to hang out a bit by myself. But it soon started to pick up again, so mom called me back, and I sat with the nearest human.
We eventually got to Horseshoe Cove, anchored and had dinner. Out came my toilet (I hope they don't think I really believe that piece of Astroturf is really grass) but I wasn't that crazy about going with all the activity onboard.
The next day we got up early and headed out the Gate. The motion of the boat changed a bit as we went up and down in long motions....hmmm, is this that ocean they were talking about?
I just sat on Jolanda and slept or watched the ocean go by - I'm really not that lazy, cause that's what the humans were doing too.
We arrived in Half Moon Bay just after lunch, mom and dad had been after me to do some serious business, but I held out and I was so happy to see the marina, whoo hoo, I knew I would be able to go to that beach right over there!
Then.... oh no, dad turned the boat away, back to where we just came from (I later learned we just needed more time to move docklines to the other side of the boat). I was on a downhill slope and absolutely couldn't wait anymore and pooped on the deck (while hoping this didn't mean I was going back to the shelter). Strange, mom and dad were happy for me and just laughed - they seem to do alot of that (being strange and laughing).
Later in the day, us girls (mom, Jolanda and I) went for a walk. We ended up finding some great dogs playing on the beach. BIG FUN! I got so sandy. We walked back to the marina along the beach then all went out to dinner (except for John who wasn't feeling well).
We had dinner at Half Moon Bay Brewery - and I could go. In fact I even saw my friend Herbie and his friend. It's definitely a doggie happening place.
In the morning we sailed back to Berkeley. My role was to keep the humans warm because it was a foggy day. I did my best but there are four of them and only one of me.
After we got home we went to Pt Isabel and dad threw the ball so much for me that I was breathing hard all the way home. What a great weekend!
Sheep Dung was AWESOME!!!!! It was really to celebrate my parents' birthdays, but since I have them wrapped around my little dewclaw, they think of making me happy first - and I'm not going to complain :-)
We got there on Friday afternoon and I knew immediately when they opened the car door that I would love this place. My parents didn't even touch the leash, just a wide open, "GO PLAY!" Well, play I did! But I discovered the burrs about 5 minutes after running out of the car. They were everywhere on my soft silky fur. But I ran and ran and had a great time. My parents laughed at me and said I was part gazelle (whatever that means).
Soon we headed down to the lake. Mom and Dad really like to swim, so they encourage me to practice with them whenever we get the chance. ( Living on a boat, I have to be comfortable in the water - I've already fallen off the dock 3 times). My preference is only splashing around, but I appeased them by swimming around the lake. I even took some time to float with mom on the inner tube.
That evening after dinner mom and dad took turns picking burrs off of me. Here's a picture and you can see from my face that I'm not having the best of times.
Saturday morning we hiked up to the Big Rock trail. I, of course had my shoes on and ran around like crazy. It was so much fun. Here are some pictures:
When we got down I had to swim at drink to cool off. I found it easiest to do both at the same time.
Here are some more pictures from my fabulous weekend:
Here I am just in awe that I can't Believe I'm here, if only there was a marina here ( and jobs for mom and dad).
I'm busy chasing lizards, I would run here periodically while mom and dad were trying to read -- they thought I was pretty weird - but they still laughed at me (I like it when they do that).
Just Running, Running, Running....
Here is the cottage we stayed in.
Dad is putting on my boots -- I love my boots and highly recommend them!!!!!
Sunday it was time to go home. It was hard to say goodbye to Sheep Dung, but I knew my friends were back at home and the ocean was calling me. But I do hope we get a chance to go back soon. Dad wrote this to summarize our trip.
Run like a spaz
Swim like i've never swam before. All the way across
Lay in the sun
Roll in the dirt and sticker things
Meet new dogs
BarBQ dinner....mmm food
Dark,dark night sky
Howling coyote pack....scary
Climb into bed with mom and dad
Lizards! Out of my way! Must get lizard.
Innertube ride in lake with mom
No more burrs . - time to go home.
THANKS, SHEEP DUNG!!!!