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DAY 3 OF MAX’S FIRST AND HOPEFULLY LAST ROAD TRIP!
max 2009-07-14 17:39:11 UTC

Man, I mean like, we are on the road again! Can we not stay in one place for more than just a night? I mean, I liked that room, a lot! Oh, well it’s a dog’s life. We are headed for Reno Nevada (AND I’M FEELING LUCKY TODAY!)
My people tell me we have some cool stops along the way before reaching Reno. One can only hope! All this packing and unpacking is just not my thing, ya know what I mean?

Water! I see lot’s of water! Oh, what tail wagging fun to be had here! My people tell me it’s Mono Lake. Yes! A Golden jackpot!
With great tail dropping sadness, I must tell you, WE DID NOT STOP! WHAT IS THIS? SOME KIND OF DOGIE HELL! You promised cool stops! These guy’s are NUT’S! We could have stopped at the Mono Cone in Lee Vining for A burger or something; but noooo not my people! (I told them about it Baddog!)

Hey! This isn’t half bad. A winding narrow 2 lane road with whoop de dos; and, twist and turns, dude this here is COOL! I didn’t think it could get much cooler but the pavement just ended and we are eating a cars dust on an unpaved rutted dirt road (poor rig is sure get’n dusty); HIGH HO SILVER! I don’t know where we are going but this is one fun ride!
Then there it is, up ahead in the distance, a Ghost town, BODIE.
We climb up one last hill and we come to a sudden halt. There before us, still snow on the ground, picture postcard perfect, shot of Bodie; and than behind us the snow capped Sierras WOOF, WOOF, AND DOUBLE WOOF!
We make our way down to the self pay parking area; put on some walking shoes, I, my leash, and I drink a very cool bowl of water; and we were on our way!
I can’t tell y’all too much about the town, but I can tell you there were some ghostly Ol aromas coming in from, what I call the Coconut telegraph (sniffing around stuff). I’m not saying their where smells you humans can smell, but Bode is an old Ghost town, with some scary aroma tails to tell. There were also patches of snow still available for me to lie in for a lazy dog production moment. Which also means; there was some really extraordinaire fine muck to get into. My people were way ahead of me on this one, and as luck would have it, they spared themselves of having to give me a bath with baby wipes.
Well, time to move on; Reno beckons.

Next stop the Twilight Zone? Geez, all this moving hither and yon it is starting to take its toll.
These guys are into it; me? Not so much, just give me a chilling dog’s life and I’m snug as a bug in a rug. Although, getting to see the scenery going in the opposite direction is fun!
Hay! I think I just saw a DUCK! I like DUCK’S!

Next up, Bridgeport; This is what a Golden regards as Paradise!
Small town in the Sierras; rustic cabins for rent; Fly fishing; hunting Ducks of course! WATER, LOT’S O WATER TO SWIM IN!
Life is a little slower here, for sure; but if you ever find yourself traveling down this way and filling a little hungry, y’all stop at the little blue shack on the left on the way out of town going south; Best burgers & fries for miles around!
I must give Tail wagging kudos to the, Inyo county sheriff’s office in Bridgeport, for steering this pouch, and his people to it. It was the first time on this trip, so far that I was able to sit on the outdoor patio and eat with my people. I mean you would think people would be more sympathetic to dog owners, but I guess sanitation considerations come first, dang it!

Ever onward and northward we go, and I’m still feeling lucky, Reno is on tap next.
We are passing thru some beautiful country side here folks. Coming out of the Sierras, heading for the Nevada state line!
It is serene and with lots o water everywhere I choose to look. Hey! Look over there! I see a nice fishing lake over there. For the life of me I can’t remember its name! Sure nuf looks real pretty to me! I know, I know, we gota keep moving, Rolling on down the highway.

Rolling, rolling on down the road! What place is this? Bad Vibes!

Now we dogs are not a particularly picky group, just as so long as we are with our people! However this Golden is happy to say Carson Nev. is not my home. No offense to anyone dog there, but I personally did not care for the place. Why? I don’t know; I’m just a dog ya know.

Roll into Reno, its warm, 80 plus deg. Bright sun, rather nice, if you ask me. Staid at a nice motel, part of a high rise casino, the parking was a, excuse me, just a little bit of a zoo. First come, first serve situation. We had to walk for ever to get to our ground floor room. Well not for ever but a dog’s sense of distance stinks.
Then it took a while to get things situated just right. We were finally able to relax when one of people noticed that the car in front of our room just left. Oh how simple things make my people happy.
After what seamed like a short while to me, my people, and I still can’t believe this, had to leave me in the room alone so they could go to dinner! Now this is where it turns ugly, I have no sense of time! What were they thinking? 1hr, 5 hrs; it’s all the same to me!
I thought for sure I was a goner! They had left me high and dry!
Well let me tell ya, I was GOOD, but did I ever make sure they knew I WAS NOT HAPPPY about it either! All they saw of me, the rest of the night was my backside! Yes sir they for sure knew!
Next morning, why I was in that car even before they packed it up!
They weren’t messing with just anybody here! No sir! I’m there loyal companion and you are not doing that to me again, EVER, in a strange place!

This is part 3 of MAX the Golden Retriever’s First and Hopefully Last, Road Trip. Max is the fun loving companion to Stacy and Buddy, proud members of the CoTradeCo family.

Read more of MAX’s adventures:

• Day 1 of Max’s First and Hopefully Last Road Trip
• Day 2 of Max’s First and Hopefully Last Road Trip
• Day 3 of Max’s First and Hopefully Last Road Trip
• Day 4 of Max’s First and Hopefully Last Road Trip
• Day 5 of Max’s First and Hopefully Last Road Trip
• Day 6 of Max’s First and Hopefully Last Road Trip
• Day 7 of Max’s First and Hopefully Last Road Trip
• Day 8 of Max’s First and Hopefully Last Road Trip
• Postscript of Max’s First and Hopefully Last Road Trip

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