Post by paulg on Jan 18, 2017 21:05:30 GMT -5
No this ain't a thread about sixshot and hoover's famous Idaho Dutch Oven taters. I would do a thread on them but I've never been fortunate enough to eat 'em. Nope, this is a thread about the latest adventure with my grandson Tater (aka Tyler). We have a beautiful trail about a mile from our house and we try to go hiking every week or so. I just thought I'd post a few pictures of our latest adventure. That's what Tater likes to call them and to a seven year old a hike through the woods is an adventure. I must preface the post with this. I have convinced Tater that a family of Bigfoot (Bigfeet? not sure) live in these woods. There is an abandoned orange grove on the south side of the trail and every time he sees a half eatin orange or some peels on the ground he thinks Bigfoot has been there. But to tell you the truth I don't think even Bigfoot would eat an orange gone feral. They are nasty! There are two trails. One is a mile hike the other is a two mile hike. Neither are strenuous hikes but they make up for some great times to an exploration minded seven year old.
Tater and I at the trail head.
Tater and his Army sack full of his essentials and his "customized" walking stick. It has a compass in the end of it and he likes to stop once in a while to see which direction we are heading. I put the brass upholstery tacks on it.
This is where our hike got interesting. Tater believes this is a pile of Bigfoot hair. He keeps a close eye out for Bigfoot sign. I'd never tell him it's just a pile of old Spanish moss. I let him live his adventure.
Some of the beautiful country we hike through.
Here we found a log to rest our weary bones and take a Gatorade and Cheezit break.
This is a sling pack I ordered through Amazon. It's a dandy pack. Waterproof, lots of room, heavy duty zippers and buckles and very adjustable. I carry a first aid kit, bug spray, a full size Kabar fighting knife, fire starting material, knives, flashlights, batteries, spare ammo for my .38 and .22 Chiappa Little Badger rifle which, because it folds in half fits perfectly in the large pocket and food. There's still plenty of room for more. And our walking sticks. The one on the right is mine. I made it out of a rake handle I bought at Ace Hardware.
Another picture of our walking sticks with some Deer Moss. Funny thing, we live about a mile from these trails but Deer Moss is nowhere to be found at our place.
Tater with one his Pokemon stuffed toys. He don't go hardly anywhere without him. Our dog chewed a small hole in it's foot so Tater thinks he needs to make sure it is looked after at all times. The boy has a heart for any animal, real or make believe, that has been hurt.
That's it. I would like to encourage anyone to spend time with your kids, grandkids or any kid in the great outdoors. Let them find their own adventure and make their own amazing discoveries they will be better for it. And so will you.
Here's to great adventures to all my singleaction compadres,
Paul
Tater and I at the trail head.
Tater and his Army sack full of his essentials and his "customized" walking stick. It has a compass in the end of it and he likes to stop once in a while to see which direction we are heading. I put the brass upholstery tacks on it.
This is where our hike got interesting. Tater believes this is a pile of Bigfoot hair. He keeps a close eye out for Bigfoot sign. I'd never tell him it's just a pile of old Spanish moss. I let him live his adventure.
Some of the beautiful country we hike through.
Here we found a log to rest our weary bones and take a Gatorade and Cheezit break.
This is a sling pack I ordered through Amazon. It's a dandy pack. Waterproof, lots of room, heavy duty zippers and buckles and very adjustable. I carry a first aid kit, bug spray, a full size Kabar fighting knife, fire starting material, knives, flashlights, batteries, spare ammo for my .38 and .22 Chiappa Little Badger rifle which, because it folds in half fits perfectly in the large pocket and food. There's still plenty of room for more. And our walking sticks. The one on the right is mine. I made it out of a rake handle I bought at Ace Hardware.
Another picture of our walking sticks with some Deer Moss. Funny thing, we live about a mile from these trails but Deer Moss is nowhere to be found at our place.
Tater with one his Pokemon stuffed toys. He don't go hardly anywhere without him. Our dog chewed a small hole in it's foot so Tater thinks he needs to make sure it is looked after at all times. The boy has a heart for any animal, real or make believe, that has been hurt.
That's it. I would like to encourage anyone to spend time with your kids, grandkids or any kid in the great outdoors. Let them find their own adventure and make their own amazing discoveries they will be better for it. And so will you.
Here's to great adventures to all my singleaction compadres,
Paul