Mom and dad were up there one week on vacation when the dogs disappeared. For three days they drove the double track trails and roads looking for them but couldn't find them.
On the evening of the third day, they went into the little one gas station, one bar village to have dinner in the bar. Low and behold, behind the bar were the two dogs.
Evidently, a couple hours before they arrived, the dogs wandered into the village hungry, dirty and tired and the bar owner brought them in since he knew my parents. (couldn't call them because there was no phone in the cabin).
The two must have had a great adventure because both of them had been sprayed by a skunk and the shepherd had a face full of porcupine quills...........We forever referred to that saga as "Poco and Zarek's Great Adventure".
LOL
LOL! Glad they made it back alive.