Afterwards, sitting down over a coffee and bagel at the Blue Venus, it felt like the good morning it was. Poor old RTD can barely move. Lori has a young Kelpie that she calls a "50 click" dog--aptly termed for its ability to herd sheep all day long over 50 kilometers of trail. Kelpie ran five K for every one of ours, and she was still rearing to go when we got back to the Rover. RTD is now about 9 years old, and I'd forgotten what young dogs are like. She was one, once. And so was I...![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsdejerzIXjNGhKkgRh1HKZiW4_Sdnh7mTvsPqNbP_7o17zfnGjW6TIgFRovzrEUtUCygvy01z3ZVu1agZsV936SwikO22YJr1sp6cCOw-0gUXWmES-dOc7nQ6iZsjaV7qxSBONw/s400/Lori+%26+Kelpie+AmalgJctn+26Jan07.JPG)
[photo above: Lori gliding across the meadow between Amalgamation Junction and Sluice Box; Kelpie in the lead (she had already ran down ahead of me, and then ran back up to escort Lori)]
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