Comfortably cuddled on the couch with me in the late afternoon, mug of hot chocolate in hand, he relayed all the day's adventures and I realized once again that this boy-child of mine is growing into a man. Aside from the obvious lessons on survival hiking, reading nature, animal tracking, bear behavior, and field dressing that Alaska is so generous to share, he learned deep in his knower that although it was very hard, he lived. He will stand a little taller, just like his brothers before him and within him is forged a stronger hinge between body and mind, welded by arduous, thrilling experiences and a strong, loving father who both prods and walks with his children. Luke will be fine.
The following pictures are from the Denali trip 2 weeks ago:
|Checking in at the ranger station before heading out.|
|Somewhere in the tundra heading toward Cathedral Mountain.|
|Cool fossil by the Teklanika River.|
|After 3 days, he completed an activity book and received a Junior Ranger pin.|
Here's to more adventures and meat. And more years of kids hunting so that I won't have to field dress anything for a long, long time!