March 28, 2014
Merced River Trail, Mariposa County
Total distance walked: 4 miles

As the mid-morning sun shone brightly, I parked the car by the Merced River. The previous day’s rain had given way to a clear, sunny day, perfect for our hike. Accompanying me were my sister-in-law, Maria, and my faithful dog, Ginger.

Ginger, my six-year-old pit bull mix, was bursting with excitement to get out of the car. This was her very first hike, and we were set to explore the Merced River Trail. As we crossed the bridge, I noticed her tiny paws could slip through some of the gaps between the boards.

We started up the damp dirt path, but as the trail narrowed, we quickly realized that the three of us couldn’t walk side by side. We decided to let Ginger take the lead.

As we walked, the constant murmur of the river accompanied us. Ginger often veered off the path to catch a glimpse of it.

I kept a close watch on the trail and Ginger. About halfway into the hike, Maria spotted a runner approaching with a blue-eyed Australian shepherd. I quickly pulled Ginger into the bushes, holding her tightly in my arms. Maria stood nearby. The runner apologized, explaining he had forgotten his dog’s leash but was holding him securely by the collar. As they passed, Ginger lunged and tried to break free, dragging me along. I shouted to Maria that I couldn’t hold her, so Maria grabbed onto me, and together we managed to contain her. It all happened so quickly. Once the incident was over, Ginger calmed down, and we continued our walk.

Aside from the brief scare with the dogs, the day was beautiful, and the trail was adorned with a delightful array of wildflowers.

After an hour had passed, we turned around and made our way back.

Ginger was starting to slow down, so Maria took over, and I led the way, hoping it would encourage her to pick up the pace.

Walking this lush path with my friend, feeling the sun’s warmth, and hearing the river’s soothing flow, I felt my soul refreshed and knew that God had truly graced us!