Traveling

Hershey loved to travel. She was always with us. Whether it was camping or hoteling it, she didn't care. She's been on busses, boats, trains, airplanes and, of course, thousands of miles in the car. While traveling in the car, she would watch the scenery as it was go by. Always interested in what there was to see.

She was only 18 months old when she went on one of her first "big" vacations. We took three weeks and headed out west to Utah. Tyree was going to introduce us to the great southwest and the mountains. From the very first Hershey was in love with the adventure. But, then, that was Hershey. She always thought that when it was time to pack the vehicle, she was part of the deal.

Over the next 16 years, she was hardly ever left behind. She traveled to more locations than most people. She's been coast to coast, overseas, and back again. She's had her paws in both the Pacific and the Atlantic Ocean...south to Key West and north to British Columbia. While overseas she traveled to three different countries (Germany, Austria and France).

Hershey thought riding in the car was a great treat. She didn’t care where she was heading. The gas station and the grocery store were just fine with her.