Feeling so guilty about leaving him in the car, we headed to one of the state beaches where dogs were allowed off leash. Oso had a great time running around the millions of hollow crab shells littered about and found a claw that felt like it had some meat left in it. Being the considerate dog owner that she is, Beth tried to crack open the shell only to be squirted by the unmistakable smell of rotting meat. Yum.
On our way into the Park we had noticed a 60’ tall Paul Bunyan and Babe the Blue Ox tourist trap and had to go back. The trap worked so well that we strongly considered paying $14 each to ride a gondola through the trees but just felt wrong about doing that. So instead we visited the “largest non-funded Native American Museum in the US” which was actually amazing and bought a handmade bear statue to mark the end of our time in California.
Still wanting to wear Oso out before dinner/bedtime we stopped by another amazing beach with black sand and huge piles of bleached white driftwood. Beth commented that the driftwood looked liked piles of bones and even found one that looked just like a pelvis. Luckily she realized it was a rotting elk carcass and didn’t pick this one up for Oso.
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