Little Dog Big Bark

My wife’s family liked to “go for a drive” to nowhere. My first real experience of this kind of an adventure was on Easter Sunday. I’ve gone places with them and we will usually take the “Scenic” route just so we can “see more country”, but we’ve always had a destination in mind as well as something to do when we got there. Easter Sunday was different. We loaded the trucks, yes trucks, kind of our own convoy, and off we went. Belle also go to come along for this journey. We left Snowville and headed “out west”. I’m not sure how we got there (I was doing homework) but, we ended up in Montello, NV – Middle of nowhere! By this time, some of the kids were getting restless and hungry, so we headed to Grouse Creek to have our picnic we packed. On the way we ran into some guys we know, they were “hunting” ground squirrels, so we stopped to chat. Belle wanted to get outside for a little walk and potty break. She was sporting her new Utes game day shirt, but that wasn’t enough…..it was COLD! Good thing we remembered to pack her coat. We learned something new about Belle on that little walk, she does not like the sound of guns, the first one she heard, she stopped dead in her tracks and wouldn’t move any further. We had to pick her up to even get her back in the truck. We finally made it to our lunch spot but the wind was blowing so hard and it was so cold that we had our picnic in the cabs of the trucks. On the road again…..we got back on the road and headed back towards Snowville. That was probably the longest six hour drive I have ever been on, but we made it back home and now I can say that I have been to Grouse Creek and Montello!