Arrived yesterday in Arcata for the wedding. On our way here, Maggie and I stopped at will, and one of our stops was a state rest stop a bit more than an hour south of Eureka. Beyond the grassy area set aside for "walking" dogs, a steep rocky slope led down to a creek. Maggie and I scrambled most of the way down, when she balked at a particularly scary-looking rock outcropping, and I had to find a less scary way down for her. Once we got to the creek, she did her usual belly down into the water, then we waded around, exploring the area. We broke some sticks together, as we often do. Maggie sniffed at a rock sticking out of the water. I picked it up and threw it in a near-vertical arc to make a big splash nearby. Maggie excitedly tried to bite the splashing water. She was so funny that I did it again, and we spent the next fifteen minutes playing with rock splashes.
Later we followed Avenue of the Giants, for the quietly joyful beauty of it.
This morning Maggie got herself muddier than ever before at the City of Eureka's marvelous Sequoia Park, where the mud was thicker then any she has encountered before. No pictures of that, though. Later we walked most of the length of clam beach, which was full of unfamiliar smells for maggie, as she has only been at ocean beach once before. She got tired enough that she put herself to bed, early.
