Dachshund Goes Camping in the Rain

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Every year I go tent camping with friends during the summer. It’s a fun trip (filled with dog friendly adventures) that I look forward to all year long!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Especially since I get to spend all weekend with this lovely lady, my pal Shilah the Husky!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

This year’s camping trip was a little different, because when I woke up on Saturday morning it was raining. And not just a little bit of rain, it POURED ALL-DAY-LONG!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

The rain sort of put a damper on all the fun activities we had planned, but lucky for me mom packed my raincoat, and I wasn’t going to let the wetness stop me from having a good time.

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

The campsite we rented this year came with a bare-bones rustic cabin (although I always tent camp!), and thankfully the porch provided the perfect haven for lounging during the heavy rain.

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Eventually we all started to get cabin fever though, and when the rain lightened up just a bit it was time to venture out for some outdoor fun (with our raincoats of course).

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Even my camera crew dressed appropriately for the weather – so that I would have all these great pictures to share with you!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Our campsite had this neat stream that ran through it, and I quickly discovered my new favorite activity…..FISHING!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Consider my mind fully blown when Shilah’s dad actually caught a fish!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

BEST DAY EVER! I love fishing!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

And then when the fish we caught got released back into the water I couldn’t help myself from starting my own rescue mission. I mean he might drown!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

I never did succeed, hopefully Mr. Fish was a good swimmer!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

After a full day in the cold wet rain we all were a bit soggy, myself included.

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

So we had to make a trip into town to dry off, get food (for the folks that didn’t eat dog food), and make a walmart run for more rain gear!

Tent Camping in the Rain with Ammo the Dachshund

After all my excitement in the rain I was pretty pooped. Thankfully my tent was nice and dry, and the perfect haven to rest up for another day of camping fun!

Stay tuned next week when I continue my adventures in the woods, where I even made a trip to the lake!

Wondering where to get any of my great camping gear? Be sure to check out my gear page!

P.S. Special thanks to Shilah’s mom from Mrs. Dailey’s Classroom for all the great photos of our soggy camping experience (the ones not watermarked with my website)!Ammo the Dachshund // Blog Signature // Celebrity

Camping in the Pocono Mountains

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Over the weekend I packed my bags and headed for the mountains, the Pocono Mountains to be exact, for a weekend of camping and fun with my pal Shilah the Husky.

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Shilah and I both made our way to the mountains ready for some adventures, and a bit of relaxing too.

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Our rustic retreat included a super fun footbridge (the only way across the river) that Shilah and I thought was a blast!

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Our parents perhaps could of wished they could park the car a little closer to our campsite. But like I say, a little exercise never hurt anyone!

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Our digs for the weekend included a fun little cabin (although I opted to set-up and sleep in my tent) in the woods.

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

I of course wasted no time checking out all necessary “holes” to make sure no critters were intruding on our campsite.

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

The accommodations were quite rustic, including this outdoor shower, but when you’re a dog – none of that really matters does it!

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

A few steps from camp was a stream, complete with my very own waterfall!

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Dad had fun casting out the fishing rod – which was a first for me. I’ve also since discovered that I get about as worked up about fishing as my adventurous pal, Crusoe the Dachshund. Although my main goal is trying to save that little bobber (or tiny floating ball as I saw it) from “drowning”. Mom says I need to work on the idea that fishing is supposed to be a relaxing sport, not a “bark as loud as you can and frantically try to save things out of the water” sport.

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

Aside from fishing, Shilah and I had fun relaxing around the campsite – taking in as much outdoor time as we could!

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

After a full day of fun, Shilah and I were ready for some campfire food! Unfortunately all we got was kibble…..but the smells were enough to make a dog drool.

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

As the night rolled on Shilah and I grew tired of patrolling the campsite in our Glowdoggies, and it seemed it was time to call it a night.

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

I snuggled into my sleeping bag dreaming of all the critters I would hunt for the next day…

Camping in the Pocono Mountains with Ammo the Dachshund

And I awoke rested and ready for my next big adventure! Ammo the Dachshund

Stay tuned tomorrow as I share my adventures hiking Glen Onoko Falls!

Over the River and Through the Woods…

Except this time I wasn’t going to grandma’s house! No, instead me and Trooper loaded into the family car and headed to the Pocono Mountains – to the family cabin!

Of course the first thing I did when I got there was run around like a maniac. Wouldn’t you?

After a few good laps, the next logical thing was to find dig a hole.

Only, I got a little carried away in my hole digging (I might need therapy) and before I knew it – I was stuck!

Don’t worry, everyone eventually dug me out – and mom reached in and pulled me to safety. I was a little muddy and tired – but that didn’t stop me from getting back in the hole TWO MORE TIMES (each complete with their own rescue mission). hehe.

Apparently after the third rescue everyone was getting a little tired of saving me (although I thought it was a blast) so I had to sit in time out in the cabin while mom barricaded the holes under the shed.

I promised not to do it again, so mom finally forgave me and let me outside to play with Trooper.

Look at me mom! I’m just like a dolphin!

And of course we HAD to take the row boat out onto the pond.

And to no one’s surprise, Trooper fell out within the first few minutes. I told him he should have worn a life vest (he sucks at swimming – even for a half Labrador).

So I gave Trooper a few pointers, and he actually started looking pretty good.

1..2..3..stroke. 1..2..3..stroke. 1..2..3..stroke.

I said use the towel Trooper!!

I think I see a tadpole!

After our boat ride I decided to give Trooper some more swimming lessons. “I said 10 more laps Trooper!”

Oh brother, he’s learned nothing!

This is just totally embarrassing for him. It’s the attack of the “Labra-dud” (you know, because he can’t swim). hehe.

Well, even though I got to run and play at the cabin while everyone else did “spring cleaning” – it was still an exhausting day!

This was fun and all, but when are we going home? There is a dog bed at my house that is calling my name!