You said it. Many of us can't hike for some reason or other. We need to escape, even if it's only through CT.
Exactly. Plus, I love mountains, and there aren't much in the way of mountains in south Louisiana. My house is on some of the highest ground in the area -- a whopping FIVE FEET above sea level!
Barn Hunt, now that is something I haven't heard of. A friend of mine has some rat terriers and wow you should see them at work.
Barn Hunt is a relatively new dog sport. Enclosed area. Dog runs "naked," ie, without collar or harness, and handler may not touch the dog during the run except for praise. A mock barn is built, including tunnels and climbs, out of straw bales. At the Master level, which my Standard Longhaired Dachshund competes in, the course is a minimum of 24' x 24' and 3 bales high. Real rats are hidden in safety tubes (rats are not harmed). Again, at the master level, there are a random number of rats, from 1-5. I don't know how many there are, nor do I know where they are hidden. Master Harper has 4.5 minutes to search the course, find and indicate the rats, do a tunnel and a climb, and then tell me, "Hey, Missy, I found them all!" so that I can call "Clear!" In Alberta, where pet rats are illegal, I believe they use gerbils. You can go to www.barnhunt.com
for more info. My Boy is the first standard Dachshund in the US and Canada to achieve the Barn Hunt Master Champion title. We got started in it the morning I had just staggered out to the computer, hadn't even had a cup of tea yet, and Harper came dancing in to present me with the still-warm body of a wild rat which he'd caught. He and his Beagle have also presented me with opossums, squirrels, and more rats. (Babette Beagle does not care for Barn Hunt. She says, "Meh. You won't let me eat it if I find it, so what's the point?" Harper says, "I find 'em, and then Missy gives me super tasty treats, like pemmican."
To be a Barn Hunt Judge, I have to design courses, and be able to stay on my feet for at least 8 hours a day. I'd worked my way back to that ability after beating the Big C -- and now, thanks to the auto accident, I'm good for maybe 15 minutes. Good thing a run is only 4.5 minutes!