A Walk in the Park (Apshawa Preserve)

We took Rusty out to Apshawa Preserve in New Jersey yesterday for a little walk. Or, as Rusty likes to put it, a death march. Terriers are built for speed not endurance. At least we didn't have to carry him, which we had to do with Trevor more than once.

Lookie.

Who knew New Jersey could be so pretty.

It was a long walk. Only 65 feet of elevation gain, but we did that f*cking 65 feet up and down and up and down and up and down about a million times, crossing ravines and ridges (albeit never more than 65 feet above the parking lot).