After the mountain we walked through a cattle ranch. The cows were probably the most dangerous part of the trip. The baby calves would walk about three feets close to us, and no more. I saw one person move closer, and the cow retreated. During the classes in Biology before the hike, I learned about the Rule of 10.. rule. Basically, every animal only gets 10% of the energy of what it eats. The Rule of 10 helps give us a good idea of how much land it takes to sustain an animal. I saw a few cows on that hike, but the cow to acre ratio was a lot higher than I anticipated. Hearing about the rule of 10 in class was ok, but I didn’t actually believe before I saw it. After that, we walked down the hill and back to the cars. Again, I was one of the lucky ones that got to stay behind and wait for a shuttle. However, I was getting a ride to my dad’s house from my teacher, which eliminated hours off of my commute. I waited there for about 30 minutes, and nothing notable really happened between then. After that, I was driven home by Dr. Patton.
What happens next isn’t exactly a part of the hike, but it’s still an interesting part of my day so bear with me. To show my gratitude for getting a ride home from Dr. P, I wanted to give him some of my homemade beef jerky. It’s really good. I don’t have a key to my house, so I went in through the dog area. After I exited the dog area, I forgot to close the dog door all the way. As I opened the garage door, Lars, my greyhound, bolted out the door and made a run for it. I quickly set my bags down and sprint after him. We were both at full speed in the beginning, but he was able to get some distance between us. I was chasing him through the orange grove near my house. I had to run in between rows to see which row he was in. I finally saw him, and he was walking now. I sprint as fast as I can toward him, screaming “Lars! Lars! Get back here now”. He thought this was all just a fun game, so he gives me a cocky dog smile and runs off again. This time, he was running through one of my neighbor’s garden, and it was a nice one so I felt bad if I were to run through it and destroy all the plants. I double time it around the garden on their sidewalk while hoping they didn’t think I was an intruder. I chased Lars down the street after I got out of the garden. The street ran out and then I was chasing him through the chaparral near my house. Instead of defensive neighbors, I now had to worry about snakes. Lars was panting now, and I was nowhere near exhausted. I chase him around for a few more minutes and finally he gives up. I grabbed him by the collar and called my dad to let him know that I caught the dog. He told me to wait where I was so he could give me a leash. My dad finally gets over to where I am and he drops my little brother off with me. At this point we were all walking, but because I’m a bit of a psychopath I decided to run with the leash. Lars was thinking, “Really, I have to run some more”. I yell out, “Come on Lars, what’s the big deal? You wanted to go for a run.” For a while, Lars decided he was too tired to walk, so I pick him up and carry him for a little bit before I got tired of carrying him. I set him down and he was ready to walk again. After that, I was practically home and I put him back in the dog cage.