What is it with this month and the damn dogs, anyway? Is this what Eliot meant when he said April is the cruelest month? Are we in the dreaded dog days of April that everyone talks about?
Being chased by three dogs today really does seem unfair, considering. No bites at least, but it’s enough to elevate our stress levels. It’s going to be awhile before Rachael and I pass a loose dog without a rush of anxiety.
Otherr than that though, today’s ride up the North Fork of the John Day was awesome. Just the sort of ride we came over here hoping to find.