She loves to travel, when you put on her harness she runs into her carrier and even drools a bit.
She goes bike riding, with her carrier lashed to a trunk rack.

When I took her on a quick bike errand a couple of weeks ago, she wouldn't come out of her carrier until I rode her around the block again.
We spent last week at Estes on the Gulf coast.

Between the heat and blow, fishing was pretty much a bust, and that's OK, so we paid a few dues, and I did catch my tourist redfish and a few fly-rod specs off the dock at night.
Mostly, we were just entertaining the girls, hopping 3' seas for them in the big bay, kayaking the flat and canals, and eating fine meals.

We didn't take the cat out on the flats

but we did take her around the canals


We also flew two-handed kites at the beach.
Maybe we can make her a flying harness...