Yesterday evening, the clouds blazed orange just after the sunset. We skiied through our meadow and watched the sky.This morning, for the first time in days, the storm clouds had parted, and I could see the mountains, resplendent in their snowy cloaks.
The pups and I did some skiing, burning off a fraction of their limitless energy supplies.
R has been playing a game in the ski tracks that K doesn't like. He lies in the middle of the track, blocking her path, obviously prepared to pounce on her if she tries to pass him. This morning, K responded with a 'calming signal', basically saying 'Chill out, R' by sitting and looking away.
It worked. The jet black Lab stood up and started trotting ahead of K. It's fun watching the communication among dogs and their attempts to communicate with us. These 'calming signals' seem to be a key component of their communication.During our ski, we saw a maze of elk tracks, criss-crossing the hillsides. At least part of the herd trudged through the deep snow in our forest and meadow last night.After I dropped off the pups at home, I went out for a bike ride on our dirt roads. It was, bar none, one of the messiest rides I've ever done. The snow was melting in the sun, creating a roux of mud and slush. My fenders worked well but even slow-moving vehicles sprayed me in mud. Moreover, parades of hunters drove back and forth along the road, visually searching for deer or elk, rather than braving the deep snow to hunt in the forest. The sheriff and a D.O.W. vehicle drove past me several times - I think that their hands were full trying to deal with people who thought that it was OK to hunt from a residential road. The most obvious scofflaw had removed both license plates from his truck. Unbelievable.
It was one of those rare days when I was glad to arrive home, away from the crazy people who seemed to have taken over our world. I did see some gorgeous views during my ride. This one includes the peak that K and I almost summitted in September. On that summer-autumn day, a few flakes of snow fell on us during a thunder storm - a prelude to the winter that's taken hold.
Happy Halloween from me and the furry creatures!