I am developing quite bad arthritis in both knees so have been finding the hikes quite painful and have not been able to cover the ground I had hoped this summer. So it was a real treat to have Doron and friends, and my dogs, help me carry a 2-night camp to the top of Long Meadow, enabling me to explore the Mammaries at a leisurely pace.
Doron is in front, carrying part of my gear.
Badger doesn’t seem to care much about his pack
But Harry is somewhat more reluctant!
I put the tent in a tiny sheltered spot just below the last big clump of trees. The place I used for my small fire is in the middle of the foreground, marked by the dogpacks. (In the absence of tall trees to hang food in away from the bears, I keep cooking areas well away from the tent. I have never had any trouble.)
Here is the view from the firepit.
In the afternoon I had ample leisure to explore around the camp. Long Meadow was magnificent.
The less colourful, but equally dramatic false hellibore, a member of the lily family, reputedly the most deadly poisonous plant in Canada.
We were close to patches of snow, and the dogs had plenty of chances to cool off.