Taylor walks behind me. Sometimes alongside me. At times even, several steps ahead of me. Wherever he may be in … Continue reading Heading into the Headlands in March
With week one in the books, this Saturday morning greets me with the sun rising through the clouds. Not even … Continue reading Week One
Our new normal means we don’t spend much weekdays together, but that doesn’t change the fact that our early mornings … Continue reading Dude — Where’s My Ball??
The high tides of the morning brought with it a misty air surrounding the camp, our tent covered in dew. … Continue reading The Lost Coast Trail
“With eye upraised his master’s look to scan, The joy, the solace, and the aid of man: The rich man’s … Continue reading Faithful Companion
We hiked for seven miles on a 5.6 mile trail, finishing it in two and a half hours, with … Continue reading Wolf Ridge
Standing between a Redwood and a fire pit, there was only thing I could do. Enveloping us was the smell … Continue reading Living Life — Over the Hills and Far Away
Taylor has gotten to the point where he just plays fetch with himself. We’ve got a spot in the forest … Continue reading A Real Wild Child
The grass is so green! And it’s so wet! I love it! My poppa and I are playing fetch. I … Continue reading FETCH
Taylor loves his sticks. The bigger they are, the more he likes them. Some of his favourite sticks look a … Continue reading Carry Big Stick. Walk Loudly.