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Sealion pups lounging. (©Ted Pease 2009)
A couple of rock cod and a halibut await filleting. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Brown pelicans leap from a rock off the northern California coast. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Sadie the Seadog takes on a Flying Nun quality as the mighty Toad rounds Trinidad Head. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Hanging out atop Turtle Rock. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Yup, that’s the first rockcod of the ’09 season. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Sadie aboard Toad, out to sea. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Sadie, er, “mans” the boat aboard the mighty Toad. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Pelicans dive off Turtle Rock as sealions bark. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Lulu knows when to rest her dogs. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Brenda and the dogs finish their morning run on Indian Beach with a footwash in Parker Creek. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Parker Creek comes out to meander across Indian Beach—called Home Beach by the Tsurai—to the harbor. Dogs meander, too. (©Ted Pease 2009)
About eight miles out of Trinidad, a flock of albatross swooped in to land by the boat, one at a time, until there were more than 20. A happy day at sea—is there any other kind? (©Ted Pease 2009)
42 lbs. That’s the result for the first try at halibut since dad caught one by accident from the skiff in Maine in 1965. (©Jim Gullet 2009)
Jim Gullet, skipper of the Wind Rose, a crab boat out of Trinidad, waits for the fish to bite, eight miles out to sea. (©Ted Pease 2009)
On her first day in the water, the mighty Toad caught the limit of rock cod, from A to Z. (©Ted Pease 2009)
We run and run and run...and get here. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Lulu and Sadie prowl Indian Beach for kelp and revolting things to roll in. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Good times, good snacks . . . while there was still a salmon season: 2004. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Sadie and Brenda clean their feet after a run on Indian Beach. (©Ted Pease 2009)
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The colt in the Saunders’s field likes passersby. Looking for a name. Or an apple in your pocket. (©Ted Pease 2009)
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Sadie does everything, including consuming driftwood, with gusto. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Low tide at Houda. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Sadie ripples a tidepool on Houda Beach. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Sadie—let’s face it—has a big face. (©Ted Pease 2009)
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Commencement 2009, Professorous Maximus (from left) Brenda Cooper, Joyce Kinkead, Fran Titchener and Mark Damen. (©Ted Pease 2009)
Lulu kickin’ back (©Ted Pease 2009)
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Anemones (©Ted Pease 2009)
Houda Beachdogs & Brenda (©Ted Pease 2009)
. . . take me home. The hounds below Mendon Peak. (Ted Pease ©2009)
Brenda @ a balmy 18 degrees. But it’s a dry cold... (Ted Pease ©2009)
Mendon Peak peeks over the shoulder of a Petersboro snowfield. (Ted Pease ©2009)
The girls frolic at a mile high in the Wellsvilles. (Ted Pease ©2009)
What a boatdawg! sound asleep in heavy chop her first day out. (Ted Pease ©2008)
Sadie, fish-dawg extraordinare, points a rock cod aboard Toad. (Ted Pease ©2008)
First full moon of 2009 sets in the West. (Ted Pease ©2009)
WINTER SKIES over the Trinity River on the last day of 2008. (Ted Pease ©2008)