Earnest insists on going as far as he can to the end of his long lead, and preferably into tall grass or bushes. I rarely have to pick it up- I usually can't SEE it, let alone get my bag in hand down through the shubbery to pick it up. I do have some great bags, though, they're blue, scented, with long handles to tie and they come in the little plastic containers like are in the vending machines in supermarkets (the kind that kid jewelery and tattoos come in). One time I emptied my pockets onto the desk in my cubicle, and had two or three amongst the loose change and liver treats. A co-worker grabbed one and opened it, while inquiring what it was. The look on her face when I told her they were poop-bags was priceless- she acted like the poop was already in them!!
I'm glad I don't have to pick up my own dog's poo, I walk dogs at a boarding kennel, and have enough to pick up all day. At work I use the bags the newspaper comes in- nice and long, so you can put them on like opera gloves, and easy to turn inside out.
