We both did fine. With 20 pounds less to haul up the hill, I felt no real need to stop and gasp for air. I did stop for Dog Doody Duty and for some nice landscapes, but I didn't feel the need to stand around extra long. The dog was (I shall anthropomorphize here) disappointed to turn around at the picnic table at the top. No signs of limping so that is good.
It is a bit over a mile and a half round trip to the first table. It is about 300 feet up to the table. Seems like more.
I saw one mountain biker and one runner with a dog. Several other cars were parked at the trailhead when I arrived.
On to the pictures!