I've spent a lot of time at my Mom's over the years. Her Cocker Spaniel became one of my favourite ride buddies. He's 13 now. This trip I knew would be his last ride, but I still wanted to get him out one more time. I can't read doggy minds, but I'd like to think he'd have rather come out for one last trip up Mt. Tzouhalem and endure what ended being quite a challenging ride for him.
He put his heart into as best he could, but the age was more apparent than I'd thought. He kept up as best he could, but has lost his hearing now it seems. I was happy to ride slow for him to keep up, but when he can't hear you and loses sight of you when you wander off, you know its leash only walks from now on.
Once done, a quick meal at the Shady Rest in Qualicum and then over to the riding fool in Cumberland. Their first time, my 5th?
Between the ride in Duncan, and the long climb up to the TB, legs started to pack it in around the end of Teapot. I urged them to try Crafty with me, but that trail was longer and more flat landing than I remembered.
Travel tip, carry beers in your pack for when Lubo gets cranky on longer than advertised rides.
It was a full 4 expedition in the Cumberland forest. Sue started riding gnarly skinnies at the end because she was too tired to get off her bike. LOL. Having done the big Chilcotin float plane trip a year earlier, I know we'd have survived up there longer. But rest was needed before heading to the Waverly for dinner and the brewery for some interested drinks.
Subo met us for lunch again the following weekend so I guess the friendship continues.=)
No legs left for a day 3 ride though. Nic and I said our goodbyes to our friends and headed for the ferry.