On our last day, we decided to divide and conquer Moab Brand Trails: MTBing for H to MTB and hiking for me and Milton. If it had been just a little cooler, we probably could have both MTBed and had Milt run alongside; it's still warm enough that we didn't think that was the best idea for him. It was another absolutely gorgeous day. We got going around 9 a.m. and while the parking lot was quite busy, the trails weren't too bad.
Milton and I saw absolutely no one out on Circle O; H only met a couple of riders on his MTB loop. Milton ran a lot, chasing critters, so much so that I ended up putting him back on the leash for about fifteen minutes until he stopped panting so hard. There was plenty of water for him, though, with clean to drink in the shallow potholes and muddy to swim in the deeper ones.
H met us at the northern end of Circle O and Milt ran back to the truck with him. He was very tired and had torn a claw enough that it was bleeding a little, but he didn't flinch or whimper when I poked at it so we don't think it was hurting him much. In fact, after eating some of his breakfast, he felt good enough to cruise the vehicles parked on either side of us, looking to make new friends. Milton is always up for new friends.
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