Hunde Haus: Cawston B.C. Peaches and Hunter Creek swimin'!

The dogs and I went up to Cawston yesterday for peaches for canning, and whatever else I could see that I wanted to snarf back.

Here's what 80 pounds of peaches look like...

20 pounds per box, at $12 per, straight from the orchard....you can't beat that! They just need a few days to ripen up more, and I will be a canning maniac for a day. I also bought some organic Russian Garlic, and small container of organic Apricots. The apricots lasted me the 3 hour ride on the way home. :-)

My gaaaawd it was hot in Cawston. I blasted the air conditioning for an hour before we arrived, and while it was cool in the van, I knew that with 3 big dogs it would be boiling inside the van in a matter of minutes. I sprinted in and told the gorgeous young man that I would pull my van around to the front to load 80 lbs of peaches and that I was loading there because I had dogs who were heating up.

Paid him and I sprinted back to my van, got in and was overwhelmed with the heat, and that was leaving it for 2 minutes MAX! Blasted the air conditioning, drove to the front of the fruit stand, and the gorgeous young man and an equally gorgeous other young man loaded my van for me. Sweet deal.

We stopped off a logging road for a pee/van/water-walk break on the way there, and did the same on the way home. It was beautiful!

Ticket shaking, and Frankie

Ticket drinks water as if she is front end loader.

Ticket snags a stick!

Frank

This is the west entrance gate at Manning Park....that's a Marmot on the sign. And those cute buggers are everywhere.

Purple Thistle, so pretty!

Today, in the sweltering heat, I took my buddies down to Hunter Creek to go for swim. Watcher and Ticket tried to out tussle each other with a thrown stick.

Watcher wins....

Hunter Creek is a 5 minute drive from our house, we go there a few times a week to cool down in this hot weather we have been having.

Frank and Ticket have yet to go in the water past their bellies. Today I was on an inner tube just floating around and Watcher was swimming with me, and hanging onto the tube when he was needing to catch his breath, but Frank and Ticket both just whined from shore. They both came out further than they had before, but are just not brave enough to actually swim. I think Frankie might grab his balls and bite the bullet next time though. He was almost frantic in his wanting to be swimming, and involved with Watcher and I.

I went behind the house a few days ago to pick the harvest of Catmint I planted last year. It was doing great!