In short, this is the best way we can describe the greatest dog we know. Dug routinely meets us high up on multi-pitch routes at belay ledges - places we have no idea how he gets to. He has fallen off the backside of Lizard Head and lived to tell the tale, launched past us sitting on the edge of a 50 foot cliff (in this case we caught him before his cape unfurled and he flew away), and he will take on other dogs of any size or disposition. He is fearless in the way we only wish we could be.

Dug traverses the country with a sense of entitlement only he deserves. Look for him this summer in the New River Gorge, chilling in Canada, and domineering his local haunts all over Colorado and Utah.