Sleeping in a tent under the wing of a small airplane on a quiet Pacific Northwest island sounds like a dream—because it was. That’s exactly how we spent our 4th of July weekend, and it turned out to be one of the most magical experiences we’ve shared with Meadow yet.
We camped at the Port of Orcas, home to KORS, the Orcas Island Airport. Centrally located on the island, the airport serves general and commercial aviation and sits just steps away from charming restaurants, local shops, hiking trails, and endless outdoor adventures. Right across the street, the Orcas Island Fire & Rescue hosted their annual 4th of July pancake breakfast fundraiser for the department, followed by a salmon barbecue supporting the Lions Club. We enjoyed both events and were instantly welcomed by the local community.
Meadow, of course, helped with the introductions—from her stroller. People couldn’t help but notice her little face peeking out, and they immediately approached to ask about our puppy. It was such a warm and welcoming experience. Orcas Island has nearly 4,400 full-time residents, and they are a tight-knit, art-and-nature-focused community. We were lucky to be staying right in the heart of it all, just a short walk from the village of Eastsound. This little inlet blends generous local philanthropy, a vibrant arts scene, and year-round outdoor living. It’s truly special—and so are the people.
A Small-Town 4th of July Parade with a Golden Twist
On Saturday morning, after enjoying the pancake breakfast, we joined other campers and walked to the charming commercial hub of Orcas Island. Located on Fishing Bay about eight miles north of the ferry terminal, the unincorporated village serves as the island’s downtown. It offers waterfront parks, local boutiques, art galleries, farm-to-table dining, and—on the 4th of July—a classic small-town parade.
The atmosphere was exactly what you hope for in a small-town celebration: generations of families gathered along Main Street, local artists showcasing their work, a bustling farmers market, and, of course, a crowd full of Golden Retrievers.
Yes—Golden Retrievers.
As we waited for the parade to begin, Meadow did what she does best: she worked her magic. She greeted every person who walked by, and many of the parade attendees turned out to be Golden Retriever owners. They were so welcoming and kind. Before we knew it, they invited us to join them and walk in the parade with their Goldens.
It was a wonderful experience for us—and a true test of Meadow’s training.
Learning from the Senior Goldens
For about 30 minutes, we waited in the staging area with around 40 other Golden Retrievers. Meadow loved meeting every single one of them. Many were older Goldens, and they played the role of gentle, patient mentors beautifully. These senior Goldens exude a quiet warmth, greeting the youngster with soft tail wags and relaxed body language. While they may not have the energy for endless romping, they kindly tolerate a puppy’s playful nips and stepping in to teach gentle pack manners.
These dogs are typically recognized by their frosty muzzles, soulful eyes, and slower, more deliberate gait. When interacting with a bubbly puppy like Meadow, they display the Golden Retriever’s signature sweet temperament. It was a beautiful learning experience for her—and a reminder of how special this breed truly is.
Meadow the Parade Star
Once the parade started, Meadow had to demonstrate her loose-leash walking skills. She’s practiced this essential skill many times and in many different environments, but this was different. She was the star! She quickly became a parade favorite, greeting and welcoming children and adults alike for a quick pet before moving on to the next person.
We are so grateful to have been included. What a fun, heartwarming way to celebrate the holiday.
Weekends like this remind us why we do what we do. Breeding Golden Retrievers isn’t just about health clearances and pedigrees—it’s about raising dogs who can confidently step into real life, connect with people, and bring joy wherever they go.
Meadow shone brightest this weekend. And we couldn’t be prouder.
— The Cedar Rock Golden Retrievers Family
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