From dogs, to airplane, to president.

We have of the last couple years, used a mobile pet groomer instead of taking the dogs in and having them caged up for the day while they wait their turn to be shorn. It is so much less stressful on them. Dakota was faced with a dilemma this last go around, she was tied to the inside of the truck (which she is not happy about) and her lead would not allow the distance of a jump out of the truck to escape the horrors housed therein. But she is so beautiful when it is all over.



This weekend we flew to Bend for an optometric conference for continuing ed and the inauguration of Bruce's business partner as the president of the Oregon Optometric Assosciation. It was the first year the guys invited their staff to come along. Of course you will see more pictures of the flight over than of the events of the conference! It was a very smooth flight with the exception of Bruce's landing. Man, it is hard to judge how high off the runway you are when you flare, or stall the airplane to land. We are both guilty of flaring with two feet to drop to the runway.


Hey, Rae Ann and Robin, recognize this lake? Marion Lake. They were ages 3 and 4 when they had their first backpacking experience into this lake. They carried their necessities of a dolly and a blankey in their packs.

Mt. Jefferson.

The town of Sisters below the Three Sister mountains.


Doug and Bruce's support staff.

The flight home has no pictures (which was Becky's leg) because it was so bumpy (winds were out of the southwest at 25 knots, and we were flying west, northwest) and it was all I could do to keep a steady heading and altitude. The clouds were lower than the mountain tops so I tried to maintain 6,000 ft. and fly the valleys through the pass. Why is it that I always get the difficult legs?