Pearl made another milestone today. Not only did she venture into North Carolina, but she hiked a small part of the Appalachian Trail. We headed out early this morning into Pisgah National Forest on the other side of the Appalachians.
The Dane was well admired today. The Max Patch Trail is well traveled despite being down a long dirt road. Dogs were prevalent. Pisgah allows dogs and the Max Patch is a wide open mountain top. They say you can see Mount Mitchell and certain Gatlinburg peaks, if you know where to look (which I don’t). It’s a really unique trail to the area and reminded me of the prairies in South Dakota. Lots of wild flowers, birds and hikers.
One black dog aptly named “Wooly” make too quick of an advance at Pearlie. Her and Jennifer were minding their own business when he flew up the trail, straight at them. Jennifer immediately went to guns, protecting her baby girl. The 105 pound baby girl then went to guns to protect her mama. I don’t know if Pearl looked smaller at a distance or Jennifer advancing with a trekking pole in hand scared him, but either way, Wooly thought better of the situation and headed the other direction. By this time, Pearl is ready to chase. We learned two things. First, keep your dogs on a leash, regardless of how well behaved they are. After all, they are wolves at heart and we don’t always understand the language between dogs. Second, make sure your leash is secure. Jennifer was wearing the Spindrift belt with Surfs Up leash and even with 105 pounds at full speed, she was able to keep Pearl under control. The situation was quickly defused into a doggie “meet and greet”.
Right on Wooly’s heals was the first of two of his siblings, a little pit mix who immediately assumed a submissive posture to Pearl. The second sibling, however, I think had other ideas. His name was “Ed”. Ed was a basset mix. I could tell for 2 reasons. One, he had the short legs and long body of a basset, even if he didn’t have the ears. Two, he had the obstinate personality of a basset. Despite his dad’s firm request for him to come, Ed was smitten with Pearl. Apparently, he likes tall women.
After our hike, we did some more exploring of the Pisgah area with Pearl’s head hanging out of the window. Eventually, we made our way to Hot Springs, NC. The AT runs right through Hot Springs. There’s a very nice campground across the road from the Spa. There was also a very nice hiking store where we met Johnny Molloy, a writer who specializes in hiking books. Honestly, we didn’t realize we met him until after the fact. Nice guy, great store. They even invited Pearl in.
Pearl was a little nervous with all the people, but quickly adjusted to all of the fanfare for her. One guy ran out of a local store to ask Jennifer what kind of dog she was. He and his wife had a bet, Greyhound or Great Dane. He won.
Walking the streets with Pearl is similar to walking with a celebrity. She gets a lot of looks, several waves and a few “handshakes”.
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