Whippets in the Wild

 

Picchu, Biski, Shira and Sesame at the Table Mountain lean-to

Picchu, Biski, Shira and Sesame at the Table Mountain lean-to in the Catskills

Whippets are about as close to wolves living in the wild as we are to chimps swinging from the trees. However, seeing as Bob really does make a living swinging from trees, let’s not be hasty…even whippets can get along in the wilderness. For a limited time only. With a little help. 

Last week we took Sesame on his first expedition to the Catskills. Actually he’s from the Catskills, but from the look on his face as we walked past even the lean-to and pitched our tent in the rough on the side of Table Mountain, he seems to have about as much experience camping as George W. Bush does lassoing livestock at Crawford. 

Bob with Pack on bridge

Bob with Sesame, C-Biscuit and Picchu, preparing to ascend Table Mountain

 

Picchu shows Sesame that bridge crossings are not that treacherous

Picchu shows Sesame that bridge crossings are not that treacherous

 

Bob with Picchu and C-Biscuit at the Table Mountain Lean-to. Bob: "Isn't this nice? Walk on, we're not staying here."

Bob with Picchu and C-Biscuit, showing off their (Bob and Biski's) matching green backpacks and the lean-to near the top of Table Mountain. Bob: "Doesn't this lean-to look solid and secure? Walk on, we're not staying here."

 

Bob and Biski enjoying the look-out on Table Mountain. Sesame showed a healthy skepticism of cliffs and stayed well away from the edge.

Bob and Biski enjoying the look-out on Table Mountain. Sesame showed a healthy skepticism of cliffs and stayed well away from the edge.

 

Sesame surveys our usual camping set-up: girls resting in the tent, Bob looking down from a tree

Shira, Sesame (on lap) and Biski (front) settle into the shelter. Picchu is already curled up like a little bean in the folds of the down sleeping bag.

 

Picchu: "Trail bandit! Oh wait, that's Sesame."

Picchu: "Trail bandit! Oh wait, that's Sesame."

 

Bob and the pack on the top of Peekamoose

Bob herds the whippets on the rock at the (unspectacular - until you climb the nearest tree, which Bob did) top of Peekamoose Mountain

After Table Mountain, we camped in relative luxury (i.e. near the truck, meaning pita beds for the dogs, canned soup for us!) at the Neversink River.

Shira and Sesame sleeping tete-a-tete in the family "crate"

Morning in the family "crate:" Shira and Sesame sleeping tete-a-tete, Biski dreaming of unchaperoned squirrels

 

Two days on mountains brought out Sesame's billygoat side

Two days on mountains brought out Sesame's billygoat side

 

Sesame helping Daddy with the dishes

Sesame helping Daddy fish for breakfast (...riiight)

 

The Wild Whippets feasting at the breakfast buffet

Our wild whippets feasting more or less like their wolf cousins: cheek-to-cheek at an imported, organic breakfast buffet.

 

Hope this pack of wild whippets isn't scaring the wildlife!

Hope the Wild Whippet pack isn't scaring the (other) wildlife! Next stop: New York City

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