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Posted by Loren Drummond at Jul 28, 2016 01:50 PM |

Madigan's a 60-pound mutt who learned to love the outdoors and share trails with people and other pups. Now, his humans are learning how to take an older dog hiking.

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by Loren Drummond

Madigan, a 60-lb mutt with big Eeyore eyes, spent the first couple years of his life in West Virginia, and then another year with a foster family in the suburbs of Washington, D.C. When he came into our lives (and our tiny 500-square foot apartment) he seemed skeptical that he’d get to stay. Three other foster families had returned him; an escape artist with terrible separation anxiety, he had destroyed a few doors along the way. He was sweet, but subdued. Stoic. While he’d cuddle us, we didn’t see him wag his tail for nearly six months.

And then we took him hiking.

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Those big Eeyore eyes are hard to resist. Photo by Loren Drummond.

Discovering the outside world

First along the trails of Rock Creek Park, the urban greenway running up the heart of Washington, D.C., and then later in the mountains and woods of Maryland and Virginia, we watched as he came alive. Something in those wild places eased his anxieties, replacing them with a goofy delight in the world around him. His black nose went to the trail, coming back up covered in a dusting of loam. His tail, so carefully stilled before, wagged furiously, urging us to move faster or announcing the smell of a creature’s passage before us. On our first backpacking trip together, he found his place at the foot of our sleeping bags, and settled into a deep, contented snore.

It’s the place he has slept—and snored from—for the last ten years of our outdoor adventures together.

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Madigan snoozing away in his usual spot. Photo by Loren Drummond.

The education of a trail dog (and his people)

Madigan settled into his place when we were out on trail, but the truth is we all had a lot to learn. Together that year, we made every mistake in the book. It’s embarrassing to admit now, but we let him charge ahead unleashed with calls of “he’s friendly!” that clearly did nothing to ease the worries other hikers who had no idea he was just running for the joy of it. He had (and still has) a habit of pooping a half-mile into every hike, and we occasionally left those bags there to pick up on our return, not thinking what that meant for hikers who came after us. He dragged us after deer and rabbits. Once, we lost him for ten terrifying minutes, when he bounded off into the woods and got his pack snagged in the brush.

While my wife and I had grown up hiking and camping, no one had taught us the etiquette or responsibilities of hiking with a dog. We watched others around us and made it up as we went along. So we made mistakes.

But over the course of that year, we all learned better. Madigan learned to heel behind us on trail, so that he didn’t pull my shoulder sockets out or drag us down the mountain in his wake. He learned to cross bridges made of open metal grating and narrow wood footbridges. He learned to pick his way carefully after us at river fords.

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Cleaning up after Madi in Horseshoe Basin. Photo by Tyler LePard.

We learned what to stock in our first-aid kit to treat him when he cut his paw on snow or rocks. We bought a trowel and buried or packed out his waste.

He learned not to chase wildlife.

On a 2014 trip to Horseshoe Basin, Madigan sat near me on a rock a little ways from camp as I cooked dinner, watching the light play in distant clouds as a chipmunk inched closer to us. “No, buddy,” I told him, using my most serious voice. And even though that bold critter got within three feet of Madi, he stayed put, quivering with effort.

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Madi displaying great restraint -- can you see the chipmunk in this photo? Photo by Loren Drummond.

Can you spot the chipmunk?

He’s become a near perfect trail dog. An ambassador for polite behavior. An example for our younger dog, Lula, who is still learning the ropes of good trail behavior. Except, now, sometimes, we have to leave him at home.

Old dog, new tricks

Last year, we planned a summer of backpacking, taking both dogs to Bean Creek in the Teanaway, on the Pacific Crest Trail north from White Pass, up past Bumping Lake to Blankenship Lakes. We hiked along the Lost Coast and up in the Sierras, camped our way north along Oregon’s beaches and coastal forests. We played as hard as we ever had, driven, in part by the knowledge that come fall, Madigan’s last big backpacking season would come to a close.

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Madi's last few years of backpacking took us to beautiful places. Photo by Tyler LePard.

Over the years, Madi has grown white in the face. In dog years, he's pushing 90. He’s a spry 90, willing to bound and chase Lula around camp for a few minutes. Still, he’s aging, and it’s changed how we have had to think about hiking with him. We’ve shifted the load in his pack to our own. The woods still sing to his soul, firing up the desire to charge ahead. Now, though, we keep him leashed for different reasons. That thin strip of nylon running from his harness up to my hand keeps him from injuring himself with overexuberance.

We’ve retired him from hikes longer than 3 miles. Where once his thick undercoat kept him warm in the tent, he now wears a coat to sleep in. We replaced his hard foam pad with a cushier Therm-a-Rest I bought off a colleague for ten bucks. When it’s hot, we watch him carefully for overheating. We spoil him with cheese and peanut butter snacks when we stop for water. And sometimes, when the trip calls for something that will push his limits, we leave him in the care of friends.

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More padding makes Madi more comfortable in the tent these days. Photo by Loren Drummond.

It’s hard for him to watch us pull out the packs, and then hear, “Sorry buddy, you have to stay.” His head will drop, and he’ll retreat to the couch, where he’ll watch the proceedings with his big, sad eyes.

It’s hard for us, too. We’ve discovered this state together. Nearly every memory we have from the last 10 years, from Ancient Lakes to Hart’s Pass, Lily Basin to Ruby Beach are colored with the shades of Madigan’s company, with his silly joy and antics. We’ve run into llamas, pack goats, elk and more than one bold chipmunk together. We’ve braved thunderstorms and black flies and gnarly river crossings. We’ve gotten soaked, and then dried out, basking on rocks in the sun. It’s strange to leave him.

So, we’re learning again. To hike together differently. To find the best local parks and easygoing rambles with plenty of places to stop and sniff around for a while. To go slowly, and let that be enough. To just be in nature, and let it work on us in the way that it has since the beginning, when it brought us together in the first place.

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Madi enjoying the trails at a local park. They're the next step in his hiking adventure. Photo by Loren Drummond.

Comments

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fourteen410 on Jul 31, 2016 10:48 PM

<3

Love this story! You are lucky to have each other

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LauraG on Aug 01, 2016 03:42 PM

Bob and Barb on Meet the Trail Community: Dog

We enjoyed your well written and touching story! I think Bob and I are reaching Madi's stage! :)!

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Bob and Barb on Aug 01, 2016 07:10 PM

Laura Baron on Meet the Trail Community: Dog

Loren this made me tear up! What a great story.

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Laura Baron on Aug 02, 2016 09:24 AM

Tears of joy and sadness

Thank you so much for sharing your sweet story! How lucky you are to have each other.

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Kristinleclair on Aug 02, 2016 09:25 AM

Thanks everyone!

It was a pleasure to write about this aspect of my hiking life. We have been so lucky with Madi as our trail dog. He is just getting more wise and awesome every year.

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Loren Drummond on Aug 02, 2016 01:02 PM

stan on Meet the Trail Community: Dog

Beautiful story, beautifully told. Thanks.

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stan on Aug 02, 2016 01:08 PM

Best story...what a life.

Thank you so much for such an eloquently said story. What a life you have given this little one...just as he was fortunate to have you, you were fortunate to have him in your life. What a joy! We have a 1 yr old yellow lab with endless energy and I'm constantly comparing her to our dearly missed Golden Retriever Molly that we hold all our high standards too. She was the best trail dog-always staying within arms reach, checking back and forth frequently to make sure all 6 of us were together, never straying from the trail...I don't even remember training her to do this, she just "knew". Although I've got wet eyes and my throat has a lump as I write this, aren't we just so fortunate to have loved a pet in this way? I'm so happy for you and for Madi. What a life. Blessings.

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Team Kinney on Aug 03, 2016 02:17 PM

IllinoisDana on Meet the Trail Community: Dog

Love it. Right now I hike with a friend and her dog, and we often are leaving her roommate's older dog behind, resulting in the same sad faces for all of us. We have scoped out close-by parks with trails perfect for the older dog, though, and we'll be on those, too!

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IllinoisDana on Aug 04, 2016 11:45 AM

Sigh.

Well done, Loren, on the story, on giving Madi such a good life, all of it. And you're killing me here, as I can't help hearing the distant tolling of the retirement bell for my own beloved canine hiker. Not yet though, so it's a good reminder to do as much as we can while we still can. Thanks!

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Girl and Dog on Aug 14, 2016 12:49 PM

Salal on Meet the Trail Community: Dog

My 13 yr old dog has had to retire from real 'hikes' but with care she can still do the easy round-town stuff - level, short, in mild temperatures. And something to keep in mind with older dogs - she's gone almost totally deaf, so the dog that used to come when called, can't hear me anymore, so has to stay on a long flexi-leash for her own safety as well as my peace of mind.

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Salal on Jul 18, 2017 10:11 PM

Terrierpup on Meet the Trail Community: Dog

We just had to let go of our 18 yr & 8 months Rat Terrier who was quite the fighter and still hiking 2 weeks prior. Anything for the babies to make them as happy as possible. <3!!!

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Terrierpup on Jul 19, 2017 12:05 AM

4evrzen on Meet the Trail Community: Dog

Thank you for this story. Heart warming.

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Olypantr on Jul 19, 2017 08:09 AM

YamaKawa on Meet the Trail Community: Dog

Love your story and it too brought tears to my eyes. We also have an older dog, who is 13 and deaf, and have had to modify her hiking trips too.

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YamaKawa on Jul 21, 2017 11:32 AM