Mother Nature has been taunting me this week.
You see, it’s weather-watching time, as TD Sunday approaches. (Yup, I’m writing this on Saturday. Sunday will be…busy.)
There are those of you out there who probably think this is some oblique reference to the Superbowl, which is not a recognized date in my house, other than the fact that the roads are blessedly clear of traffic during certain hours of that day.
No, TD = tracking dog. Around here, it’s a test we have once a year. And it’s the sort of test that’s so dependent on circumstances–weather, terrain, bunnies, judging decisions–that even if you and the dog are Ready, it can all still go very, very wrong.
One does not get cocky about a tracking test at any level.
I think that Dart is ready, if still very green. He’s enthusiastic, driven, and he knows what his job is.
But that Mother Nature!
Over the course of the week, the forecast for Sunday has gone from calm with the slight potential of rain (not the worst thing that could happen) to calm (yay!) to cloudy (fine) and then, between Friday night and Saturday morning, to strong winds with wicked strong gusts.
(Not that I’ve been watching.)
As you may guess, even if you’ve never trained a tracking dog, this is not ideal tracking weather. What we won’t know, until we get there, is whether it’s a decently consistent wind, or whether it’s suck-n-gust.
Well, by the time you read this, all will have been answered. I may even add a little something here to indicate how it went…unless I’m out sulking and kicking at dust devils. But meanwhile, here are images from Dart’s final training track before the test… (watch that tail wag…)