Amanda: Solider Hollow, Day Two (and early Day Three)

I was up very early for the first run to the day. Delicious coffee. stopped at the port-a-potties on the the north side of the the trial field and noted the aggravating noise of the the flyball dogs, all fifty, barking their heads off. Terrible I listened to the Star Spangled Banner, by John Denver this time (what a relief) He was straightforward songster. I waited at the judge’s tent, listening to Charlie Torre, setout star, report that he couldn’t hear the the national anthem because of the loud dog barking. He couldn’t understand how any dog could hear over the flyable dogs. Great. I was about to run. The sheep were difficult to spot, suspicious of the sea of a barkers at the bottom of the hill and it went about like that.

But tonight we changed. Dressed up. And went to the Tree Room at the Sundance Resort. We were celebrating a couple of weddings. Georgette Leventis and Paula Gibbs among them. We were seated right next to the tree, that grows through the dining room. The food was pleasantly surprising, with textures and flavours raising all the eyebrows. The wine was delicious. That Kosta Browne Pinot was long and unforgettable on the palate. It was a festive change from the camp out cooking.

Monty was up fifth this morning. We missed a fetch panel. Don’t ask me how. But Monty was stellar at the pen, where I took a chance on stepping up, with a very reliable dog covering the other side. He held strong with four seconds left and in they went.