BrownStone Chinooks is devoted to fostering the excellent health and wonderful temperament of Chinook dogs. Hard-working Chinooks excel in many activities such as agility, obedience, back yard play, hiking, dog powered sports, search and rescue, and as service dogs. The affectionate Chinook is an excellent family dog matching its activity level to that of its companions - be it strenuous exercise or snuggling on the couch.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Beautiful Party Memories

The morning after the party, I went out to put everything away. The scene was eerily serine and at the same time echoed all the shared friendship of just hours ago. 
 A festive ribbon waved toward the new dock.
After many years, the pond once again had a dock to enjoy.
I spent some of the morning staining the dock to preserve it.
 Bored dogs.
 What a beautiful reminder of our wonderful friends.

Saturday, September 17, 2016

Vertical Dave

"a friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature" ~ Emerson
Another birthday bash for "still vertical" Dave.
This year I incorporated building a dock for the pond as a party activity.
I had salvaged boards and floats from an old dock at the Yacht Club to re-purpose as a dock on our pond.

Plan A was to use the tractor to move the deck into place but with so many dock-crew, they just did a lift and carry until...
 the floats broke loose.
No problem, a quick scrounge for slats and washers and it was good to go.
The fast moving crew scattered the fishermen as they flew past.
The dock was slid into the water...
and with a mighty heave, splashed into place.
Then the dock was decked.
"What do you know Salty? It actually floats even with several guys working on it" ~ Rex (in red shirt)
While the dock crew labored away everyone else enjoyed other party activities like: fishing;
gleaning bushels of produce and fruit from my garden (and yea!taking most of it home);
swimming off the completed dock;
photo-ops on the dock; (Joelle and my niece with my soon-to-be great niece)
and relaxing with friends; (my great niece Sarah and great nephew Foster)

Dave and his brother John
my niece Natalie, sister Linda, Trask and me
Dave's sister Susan, Dave and brother John
There was ample yummy food and drink with Chinooks to make sure plates were not left unattended.
and of course the cake for the birthday boy.

We are so blessed to have such wonderful friends and family. This party started as a small work-party with birthday cake and took on a life of it's own. So many people wanted to be a part of the event. Next year Dave's birthday is going to be hard to top this one.

Sunday, August 28, 2016

BrownStone Squirrel

Another weekend at BrownStone. One really stupid and loud squirrel moved into a retaining wall. My three Chinooks spent countless hours over three days determined to get the squirrel. Tons of the namesake BrownStone boulders were displaced.
The dock building materials were stacked against the top of the wall creating more squirrel hiding places and more excited searching.
 Koyuk resting in the 90 degree heat. The wall started out higher than her head. 
 "Ha, we'll get the squirrel tomorrow!"
Finally the squirrel escaped to the pile of shingles and I get to add a retaining wall rebuild to my to-do list.

Monday, August 22, 2016

Waldo 100K Ultra-marathon Support

Since 2002, I have person/dogged two small trail intersections in the wilderness for the Waldo 100K Ultra-marathon. Some really insane people from all over the world have decided that running 100K including 5 peaks, at altitude, in one day, is the thing to do. These same crazy people start at 0300 and run from the base of the ski area to the top as the first few hundred meters of their marathon. My job is less strenuous. I hike in 3 miles; set up some trail signs; sit for 10 hours and ring a cowbell to cheer on 150 people who run by once in the morning and quite a few less coming back by in the afternoon. This year since it was predicted to be 104 degrees and I knew I would need extra water. I only took one dog - Trask my heavy-freight, eager to please Chinook. We started at the trailhead in the dark.
"OK it is 0645 and we are here, now what?"
 0815 "I think I hear someone coming"
Finally enough light to take a picture of our trail junction post.
I put the easy-walker on Trask to keep him from choking himself whenever anyone came by. Trask LOVED greeting the runners and the PCT thru-hikers on their way from Mexico to Canada.
Many of the runners and most all of the thru-hikers took time out for some Nooktime. Homesick hikers got extra special loving and the sweat kissed off their faces (any any other body parts Trask could reach). Along with water and his treats,  Trask carried in sweet goodies for the thru-hikers.
Resting up for the next lovin' opportunity.
It was hot. We moved constantly to new shade and drank all but a swallow of the gallon of water and thermos of coffee we carried in.
 Getting to evening time.
The last of the days rays on Trask as he patiently waits for the last runners.
We made it back to the trailhead at 1845. It was still in the 80's and our last swallow of shared water was a memory.
BrownStone Cascade Mt. Trask is the best. He loved every moment and looked forward to the next. He also made Chinook admirers out of a lot of people on the trail.