Friday, March 7, 2014

Beautiful, Wet, Morning Run

With Ferrari in the shop getting her brand-new, broken, brake cable replaced (the bike shop guys had never before seen one brake) and a secondary set of brakes put on (just in case), it was back to running the dogs with the quad (not that my bruised and battered body minded). While McKenzie stayed to watch the house, we headed out - with the camera of course.
We have had torrential rains. The trail was marshy. My old quad tracks were flowing streams on the steeper sections. The morning the sun sparkling off water drops on hanging moss added magic to the lush beauty of the woods.
When we got near the back pond Trask was going so fast he seemed to fly through the oaks...
and water.
The dogs love the pond and chased each other through the shallows.
The chase continued as they ran back up and over the ridge.
"Beat ya!"
"Pfittt!"
Wet, muddy Trask near the end of the run trying to avoid in inevitable bath they all were about the receive.