Rain and Fog on Frying Pan Mountain

Remember the clear sky pictures from Sunday?  Welcome to the changing weather of the mountains.  Fog rolled in Monday and was, shall we say, thick:

Frying Pan Gate

Look carefully and you can see the gate to Frying Pan Mountain Fire Road all of about 20 feet in front of me.  Looking the other direction, here is the Jeep with the dogs ready to go:

Jeep if fog

So off we went.  After all, what is a little fog?  We might all get a little damp, but at least we knew it would be cool enough for a fast paced walk up the fire road to the fire tower.  But that 30% chance of showers turned into a downpour about halfway up the mountain.  By the time we got back to the Jeep, we were all soaked.  How soaked?  Ask Kodiak:

Kodiak

Remember the story Rain Storm from last summer and the classic look that Kiska gave me after getting soaking wet.  Here she is again.  Have to love the spiky hair look she gets when wet.

Kiska

Believe it or not, Cheoah’s fur is coming in really nicely now that she is on a good diet and getting the proper care.  Her red is about as dark as Rusty’s.  Unfortunately, in this picture, all you see is wet dog.

Cheoah

(Cheoah rides in a crate now thanks to the Dog Fight on Main Street.  While she and Kiska are getting along better and better, the crate is just safer for all – myself included).

And speaking of Rusty, the boy does not like to get his feety-feet wet, so you can imagine his disgust at this.  Even better, when he gets wet, his pickle nose comes out for all to see.  Boy, can he glare:

Rusty

Oh well, we all survived and went on to another hike later in the day.

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