{"id":41515,"date":"2022-11-05T08:10:03","date_gmt":"2022-11-05T14:10:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/?p=41515"},"modified":"2022-11-19T08:21:16","modified_gmt":"2022-11-19T15:21:16","slug":"black-hills-sd-expedition-no-305-cousin-laddie-pays-a-visit-9-22-22-thru-9-25-22","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/?p=41515","title":{"rendered":"Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 305 – Cousin Laddie Pays a Visit (9-22-22 thru 9-25-22)"},"content":{"rendered":"

9-21-22, 8:00 PM –<\/em> Shrill barking told the tale.\u00a0 They were here!\u00a0 Lupe was ecstatic, racing out the door to greet Uncle Joe, Aunt Andrea, and Cousin Laddie as soon as SPHP opened it.\u00a0 Sadly, no Cousin Dusty ever again, but the Carolina Dog put on as enthusiastic a display as possible for those who had arrived.\u00a0 Good times were sure to follow!<\/p>\n

But what had happened to Cousin Laddie?\u00a0 He looked strikingly different from the last time Lupe had seen him back in April.\u00a0 Laddie’s luxurious long coat was gone!\u00a0 Joe and Andrea explained that they’d had most of it shaved off to help Laddie stay cool this summer.\u00a0 His coat was returning, but still had a considerable amount of growing out to do.\u00a0 As Uncle Joe maintained, in the meantime, Laddie was part fuzzy caterpillar.<\/p>\n

9-22-22 –<\/em> It was already early afternoon by the time Uncle Joe parked the RAV4 at the high point of Boulder Hill Road on this unseasonably cool, gray day with low clouds spitting a few raindrops now and then.\u00a0 Despite the weather, everyone was in good spirits on the way up the access road to the base of the mountain.<\/p>\n

Boulder Hill<\/span><\/a> (5,331 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> was a short, easy trek, offering plenty of scenic bang for relatively little effort.\u00a0 At least, that was the general consensus among Lupe, Joe and SPHP.\u00a0 Laddie had no expectations, having never been to Boulder Hill before.\u00a0 All went well until the access road ended at the base of the rocky ridge atop the mountain.\u00a0 Partway up the single track trail that wound up to the summit, there was a spot requiring a pretty good jump for Laddie’s short legs.<\/p>\n

Seeing that Laddie might have a problem with the jump, SPHP offered encouragement.\u00a0 Laddie gave it one half-hearted effort, failed miserably, and promptly started back down the mountain.\u00a0 SPHP would have given Laddie the boost required to get past the trouble spot, but having once been latched onto and shaken like a rag doll by another dog, Laddie was extraordinarily fearful and opposed to ever being picked up.<\/p>\n

Farther up the trail, Lupe watched and waited as Uncle Joe called Laddie and shouted encouragement.\u00a0 SPHP demonstrated how easy it actually was to get up past the trouble spot, leaving Laddie alone below.\u00a0 Laddie responded to Joe a couple of times, but turned around and went back down again each time he reached the trouble spot.<\/p>\n

Well, this would never do!\u00a0 If Cousin Laddie hoped to be a peakbagging Sheltie in the Black Hills, he’d have to develop a little more spirit and gumption.\u00a0 Joe finally went down to Laddie, attached a leash, and with a gentle tug got him past the trouble spot.\u00a0 Only took a second or two.\u00a0 With Joe by his side, Laddie demonstrated more confidence.<\/p>\n

Uncle Joe proclaimed Laddie “a weird and needy little dog”, but Laddie did manage to make it the rest of the way up under his own power.<\/p>\n

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Laddie practicing some light scrambling on the way up Boulder Hill<\/strong> with Joe by his side.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Loopster reaches the familiar summit. This was her 8th Boulder Hill<\/strong> ascent.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Joe and Laddie on Boulder Hill<\/strong>.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Ordinarily, a nice, long break would have been taken up on Boulder Hill to enjoy the magnificent views so easily obtained.\u00a0 However, the summit was much windier than it had been on the way up, and the cold breeze seemed to be gaining strength with every passing moment.<\/p>\n

Furthermore, although Silver Mountain<\/span><\/a> (5,405 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> was in sight less than 1.25 mile SSW, most higher peaks were in the clouds.<\/p>\n

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Joe and Lupe together on Boulder Hill<\/strong> while Cousin Fuzzy Caterpillar has a sniff around. Silver Mountain<\/strong> (R). Photo looks SSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

10 minutes up top were about it before a general retreat was decided upon.\u00a0 The descent went fine.\u00a0 Laddie was somewhat bolder, having so recently gone this way before.<\/p>\n

Approaching the RAV4, a change was evident.\u00a0 A pickup truck with a trailer was now parked nearby.\u00a0 Of even more interest, a horse was tied to the trailer.\u00a0 Despite how much bigger the horse was, Laddie felt plenty bold now.\u00a0 Unafraid, he rushed at the enormous equine, barking.<\/p>\n

Unable to run away, the horse did nothing, but seemed nervous.\u00a0 Not a good situation!\u00a0 Uncle Joe sprang into action, running over to re-attach Laddie’s leash, then dragging Cousin Watch-Me-Get-Kicked-in-the-Head away from the confrontation.<\/p>\n

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Uncle Joe staves off disaster.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

No harm done!\u00a0 The Boulder Hill jaunt having taken minimal time, there was still opportunity to do a little more this afternoon.\u00a0 Driving down to the official Boulder Hill trailhead less than a mile farther N, the plan was to explore part of Loop B of Flume Trail No. 50<\/span><\/strong><\/a>.<\/p>\n

Going clockwise around the loop, everyone made it to a slimy gray-green pond on a tiny tributary of Bitter Creek.<\/p>\n

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By the slimy pond.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

A few cows were standing in the muck, so Joe restrained Laddie again.\u00a0 Going only a little farther before turning back, the cows moved away as Lupe and Laddie approached a second time.\u00a0 Halfway back to the RAV4, a whole herd appeared moving through the forest from out of the SW.<\/p>\n

Turned out a cowboy was rounding the cows up.\u00a0 He was riding a horse that looked strangely familiar.\u00a0 On his best behavior, Laddie watched the cows cross the trail, maintaining both a respectful silence and distance until they were gone.<\/p>\n

Not a particularly long or strenuous outing, but it had nevertheless been a successful day.\u00a0 Laddie was learning the ropes!\u00a0 He was both surprised, and evidently quite pleased, when he was ultimately rewarded with a big bowl of the spaghetti SPHP made for dinner.<\/p>\n

9-23-22 – A much nicer day!\u00a0 Only partly cloudy, and considerably warmer.\u00a0 Still a rather leisurely start as everyone piled out of the RAV4 at Legion Lake shortly before 11:00 AM.\u00a0 A jaunt along Centennial Trail No. 89 was the intended order of the day.<\/p>\n

Since the Centennial Trail’s Badger Hole trailhead was a 0.25 mile SE of Legion Lake down the Galena Creek valley, Lupe and Laddie started out following another trail circling the lake’s W and S shores to get to where the creek leaves the E end of the lake.\u00a0 This was the long way around, but in the process, they got to cross the dam along the W shore, and had an opportunity to do a short quick scramble up to a viewpoint provided by a large rock formation overlooking the lake’s S shore.<\/p>\n

After yesterday’s Boulder Hill experience, Laddie had no problem with this scramble, although he wasn’t cooperative as far as posing for SPHP up at the viewpoint.\u00a0 Loopster filled in for him, since she loves posing!<\/p>\n

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Crossing the Legion Lake dam<\/strong>. Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Joe and Lupe up on the rocky viewpoint that was just N of the trail. Newly confident scrambler Laddie’s already somewhere up there, too. Photo looks NE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Looking WNW back toward the dam.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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A wider view of Legion Lake<\/strong>. Photo looks NW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The trek down the Galena Creek valley was a mere road hike.\u00a0 Upon reaching the Badger Hole trailhead, a single track spur went SW up a shallow, forested valley to the main Centennial Trail No. 89 N\/S route.<\/p>\n

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About to leave the Badger Hole trailhead<\/strong>. Photo looks SSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

At the intersection, Lupe and Laddie turned L, taking the route S.\u00a0 The trail steepened somewhat as it continued SW up the valley.\u00a0 Still forested at first, a more open region of tall grass was soon reached.\u00a0 The lower NE slopes of Mount Coolidge<\/span><\/a> (6,023 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> were now in sight directly ahead.<\/p>\n

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Centennial Trail No. 89. Lower NE slopes of Mount Coolidge<\/strong> ahead. Photo looks SW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Continuing toward Mount Coolidge, the trail began curving S, becoming rocky and quite a bit steeper before leveling out at Pass 5180<\/span><\/strong>.\u00a0 Heading ESE from here, the trail was flat for a little way.\u00a0 This elevated stretch was more scenic, offering views of nearby rock formations, plus a great look at Peak<\/span> 5440<\/span><\/a><\/strong> off to the NE.<\/p>\n

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At Pass 5180<\/span><\/strong>. Peak 5440<\/strong> (Center). Photo looks NE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

After passing some smaller rock formations offering viewpoints, the trail turned S, heading steeply down into the next valley.\u00a0 This descent was eroded and quite rocky.\u00a0 When reached, the broad valley floor was a mix of meadow and open forest.\u00a0 The trail turned E here, paralleling a tiny tributary of Galena Creek that was completely dry.<\/p>\n

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In the next valley to the S. Photo looks W.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The valley was flat, a nearly effortless trek on a pleasantly warm, sunny day.\u00a0 After going E for a while, Centennial Trail No. 89 curved SW prior to looping most of the way around a small hill.\u00a0 Uncle Joe was starting to think this was about far enough.<\/p>\n

Before turning back, a break was taken on the little hill.\u00a0 Joe shared some beef jerky, a treat eagerly accepted by one and all.\u00a0 Apples, water, and a chocolate coconut bar SPHP offered to Lupe and Laddie were also a hit.<\/p>\n

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Break time up on the little hill before turning back.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

During the return, a few minutes were spent exploring some of the smaller rock formations in the Pass 5180<\/span><\/strong> region.\u00a0 Several towers on Mount Coolidge were visible from here.<\/p>\n

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Mount Coolidge<\/strong> (Center) from Pass 5180<\/span><\/strong>. Photo looks WSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

In all the times Joe and Dusty had been to the Black Hills, they’d never been to Mount Coolidge<\/span><\/a> (6,023 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>.\u00a0 A newcomer in just the past year, Cousin Laddie had never been there, either.\u00a0 Once back at Legion Lake, SPHP suggested making the drive to the fire lookout tower.\u00a0 Joe agreed.<\/p>\n

The winding gravel road to the summit was much busier than SPHP ever dreamed it would be.\u00a0 Arriving at the parking lot on top, a small crowd was streaming to and from the lookout’s viewing deck.\u00a0 Although it had been a nice, sunny day down at Legion Lake and along Centennial Trail No. 89, a 40 mph wind was roaring out of NW up here.<\/p>\n

By Black Hills standards, Mount Coolidge offers some pretty impressive panoramic views.\u00a0 With the unexpected gale creating such an ominous, eerie moan among the various towers, Mount Coolidge seemed like a much more formidable and higher peak than it really was.\u00a0 Joe decided Cousin Laddie ought to stay in the RAV4 rather than risk being blown right off the mountain.<\/p>\n

Lupe wasn’t worried by the wind.\u00a0 She didn’t want to miss out!\u00a0 Crazy Horse<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, Sylvan Peak<\/span><\/a> (7,000 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>, Black Elk Peak<\/span><\/a> (7,231 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>, and many other notable high points were in sight, along with a vast expanse of western South Dakota plains beyond the Black Hills.<\/p>\n

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Mount Coolidge lookout tower<\/strong>. Photo looks SSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Joe up on the viewing deck. Black Elk Peak<\/strong> (L) on the horizon. Photo looks N.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Sylvan Peak<\/strong>\u00a0(Center) and Little Devils Tower<\/strong> (far R) in the distance. Photo looks NW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Up in the roaring wind, Mount Coolidge made quite an impression on Joe.\u00a0 He’d never really experienced the Black Hills quite like this.\u00a0 Even SPHP was surprised.\u00a0 Cousin Laddie had completely missed out on the highlight of the day!<\/p>\n

Laddie begged to differ, though, after SPHP later offered him a big bowl of sloppy joe meat for dinner.\u00a0 Unsure of it at first, after just a couple of bites, Laddie was a believer, requesting and receiving a second helping!<\/p>\n

9-24-22, 10:42 AM – Joe parked the RAV4 at the Lakota Lake picnic ground, then sauntered over to the little lake for a look.\u00a0 A light breeze rippled the surface of this glorified pond beneath a thinly overcast sky.\u00a0 Big rock formations were visible over on the far shore near the dam.<\/p>\n

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The Lakota Lake picnic ground<\/strong> off Iron Mountain Road. Photo looks NW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Lakota Lake<\/strong>. Photo looks E.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Like Legion Lake yesterday, Lakota Lake was merely a starting point, not the focus of today’s outing.\u00a0 The main event was going to be a trek up Iron Creek Trail No. 15.\u00a0 To get to the trailhead, everyone set off heading SW along the picnic ground access road, which overlooked a skinny arm of Lakota Lake that extended nearly all the way back to Iron Mountain Road.\u00a0 Crossing the highway, the trailhead was found on the other side.<\/p>\n

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Loop at the start of Iron Creek Trail No. 15<\/strong>. Photo looks SW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Although Iron Creek Trail No. 15 was only going to wind gradually up the Iron Creek valley, a bit of Black Hills adventure dog training was in store for Cousin Laddie.\u00a0 The trail would cross Iron Creek 11 times over just a couple of miles.<\/p>\n

Reaching the first crossing immediately beyond the trailhead, Laddie was uncertain what to do.\u00a0 Iron Creek had some flow, but was running low this time of year.\u00a0 With encouragement from Joe, Laddie managed to ford the stream, while Joe rock-hopped it with ease.\u00a0 Having been here before, Lupe and SPHP crossed on a narrow plank bridge.<\/p>\n

Past the equinox, it was officially early autumn now.\u00a0 The leaves on the trees were just beginning to turn.\u00a0 As the trail wound its way W up the Iron Creek valley, there were some pretty spots.\u00a0 Laddie forded a couple more creek crossings before attempting to use the plank bridges.\u00a0 Soon he was crossing them with confidence.<\/p>\n

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Early autumn along Iron Creek Trail No. 15<\/strong>.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Taking advantage of one of the plank bridges over Iron Creek<\/strong>.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Towering rock formations were soon visible way up on the S side of the valley.\u00a0 They were part of the E end of Woodpecker Ridge<\/span><\/a> (5,680 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>.\u00a0 Lupe had been up there once upon a time.\u00a0 Horrid deadfall was what SPHP remembered, but there had been some worthwhile views, too.<\/p>\n

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Part of Woodpecker Ridge<\/strong> (Center). Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

All seemed to be going perfectly well, when Joe suddenly announced deep concern over the amount of poison ivy along the trail.\u00a0 He was soon pronouncing the poison ivy collection along Iron Creek Trail No. 15 the most extensive he’d ever seen.\u00a0 Knowing he was quite susceptible to it, having suffered through poison ivy infections before, Joe seemed on the verge of wanting to beat a hasty retreat.<\/p>\n

Fortunately, Joe stuck with it.\u00a0 Continuing on, the worst of the poison ivy was left behind.<\/p>\n

On a late September weekend, Iron Creek Trail No. 15 was surprisingly busy.\u00a0 Quite a few other canines were out exploring with their humans.\u00a0 Two in particular had some rather Old West names.\u00a0 Lupe and Laddie got to meet an Australian Shepherd named One-Eyed Jack, and a Husky named Outlaw.\u00a0 Jack actually had 2 eyes.<\/p>\n

Farther upstream, the bridges got better.\u00a0 Instead of mere planks, several were regular footbridges with railings.\u00a0 The upper end of the Iron Creek trail wasn’t much farther.\u00a0 Rather than a complete dead end, the trail led to a gravel road.\u00a0 Continuing a little farther, this road went past the Iron Creek Summer Home Group, a collection of classic, rustic cabins.<\/p>\n

One with a sign saying “Minnelusa” looked particularly sweet.<\/p>\n

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The Minnelusa cabin<\/strong>. Iron Creek flows right behind it.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

0.75 mile from Iron Creek Trail No. 15, Iron Mountain Trail No. 16 would leave this same road, eventually intersecting a spur of Centennial Trail No. 89 leading to the Iron Mountain picnic ground.\u00a0 A bushwhack clear to the top of Iron Mountain<\/span><\/a> (5,445 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> itself is possible from there.<\/p>\n

Eh.\u00a0 More than Uncle Joe wanted to take on.\u00a0 Shortly before reaching Trail No. 16, it was time to turn back to rerun the poison ivy gauntlet.<\/p>\n

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Heading back to Lakota Lake. Part of Woodpecker Ridge<\/strong> (R). Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Cousin Laddie got to visit Iron Mountain, anyway.\u00a0 On the way back to Hotel Lupe, Iron Mountain Road went practically right over the top of it.\u00a0 A quick stop to enjoy a terrific view of both Black Elk Peak<\/span><\/a> (7,231 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> and Mount Rushmore<\/span><\/a> (5,725 ft.) <\/span><\/strong>was the highlight of the day.<\/p>\n

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Black Elk Peak<\/strong> (L) and Mount Rushmore<\/strong> (R) from Iron Mountain<\/strong>. Photo looks WNW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Well, except for Cousin Laddie, who was anxiously looking forward to a heaping helping of SPHP’s spaghetti or sloppy joes this evening.\u00a0 SPHP didn’t disappoint.\u00a0 Laddie got 2 big bowls of spaghetti.<\/p>\n

9-25-22 – Cousin Laddie had one more day in the Black Hills, but Uncle Joe wasn’t going to be available.\u00a0 He and Andrea were taking Grandma down to Mush and David’s 40 acre ranch in the southern hills for a visit.\u00a0 Mush and David’s dog, Chewy, was easily bigger than both Lupe and Laddie put together, much stronger, younger, and very territorial.<\/p>\n

To prevent any possible tragic outcomes, SPHP stayed home with Laddie and Lupe.\u00a0 After 3 days running of adventures in the hills, that was fine with both of them.\u00a0 So, a leisurely day was spent at Hotel Lupe.\u00a0 Sloppy joes were once again served for dinner, much to Laddie’s delight.<\/p>\n

9-26-22 – Sadly, it was time.\u00a0 Bright and early, Uncle Joe, Aunt Andrea, and Cousin Laddie hit the road home to Colorado.\u00a0 Laddie’s Black Hills adventure training had gone just fine, and the cuisine at Hotel Lupe had apparently been among the best he’d ever experienced.\u00a0 His Black Hills visit had been a big success.<\/p>\n

Sure was fun, SPHP!\u00a0 Hope they’ll be back again sometime soon!<\/em><\/p>\n

Indeed it was, Looper!\u00a0 Realistically, though, I doubt they’ll be back until sometime next spring.<\/em><\/p>\n

Oh, that’s too bad!\u00a0 Makes me wonder, though.<\/em><\/p>\n

Wonder about what, Loop?<\/em><\/p>\n

Any spaghetti or sloppy joes left?<\/em><\/p>\n

Hah!\u00a0 Fat chance!\u00a0 Not when Cousin Fuzzy Caterpillar has been around.\u00a0 About time you got back on your Taste of the Wild diet, anyway.<\/em><\/p>\n

Well, shucks!\u00a0 Now I really am sad that they’ve left.<\/em><\/p>\n

I thought you liked Taste of the Wild, Loop?<\/em><\/p>\n

Oh, I do!\u00a0 But it isn’t spaghetti or sloppy joes!<\/em><\/p>\n

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On Iron Mountain<\/strong> with Black Hills adventure Sheltie Laddie, and Uncle Joe, 9-24-22<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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9-21-22, 8:00 PM – Shrill barking told the tale.\u00a0 They were here!\u00a0 Lupe was ecstatic, racing out the door to greet Uncle Joe, Aunt Andrea, and Cousin Laddie as soon as SPHP opened it.\u00a0 Sadly, no Cousin Dusty ever again, but the Carolina Dog put on as enthusiastic a display as possible for those who … Continue reading Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 305 – Cousin Laddie Pays a Visit (9-22-22 thru 9-25-22)<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":41511,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[105,9,633,106,691,451,1464,1588,1402,104,1126,304],"class_list":["post-41515","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-black-hills","tag-american-dingo","tag-black-hills-expeditions","tag-boulder-hill","tag-carolina-dog","tag-iron-mountain","tag-joe","tag-laddie","tag-lakota-lake","tag-legion-lake","tag-lupe","tag-mount-coolidge","tag-south-dakota"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/adventuresoflupe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/IMG_0218-scaled.jpg?fit=1651%2C1238&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/41515","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=41515"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/41515\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":41935,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/41515\/revisions\/41935"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/41511"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=41515"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=41515"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=41515"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}