Back from a restorative week of camping where the Klamath River meets the Pacific Ocean –
the Salmon are plentiful this year,
and the fisherman are happy.
Pardon a brief detour from Gardens and Goldens, but all week, we were in the company of captivating dogs.
Some are strictly campers;
some insist on being along for the ride;
all are happy to play on the beach.
Some keep watch;
while others dream of the big catch;
but the wisest just hunker down in the truck to stay out of the chill.
Regardless, all are beloved.
Oh, to be a loved Klamath dog.
8 thoughts on “The Dogs of Klamath”
What a variety of dogs you had on your camping trip. the place you camped looks beautiful. Looking forward to seeing you back at the HB gardens again.
Rested and ready for fall projects!
Little trips like that kind of restore your soul, don’t they?
They absolutely do! Do I have to go back to work???
Wow, awesome dogs! Great photos!
Thanks Ms. Cat!
Ah, I want to go there…
We’ll save a camping spot for you!