Monday, July 9, 2012
the lean-to. It is a special place for us, because it is dedicated to a special friend Stephen B., tragically taken from us in a car accident in 1984. The lean-to was newly constructed then, and J- and I were eager to get up there and do some investigating. We had the site pretty much to ourselves, with only a few through-hikers on the Appalachian Trail passing. The night was uneventful, with only a few mice interrupting our restful sleep. The next morning, after breakfast, we signed the lean-to 'journal' (we both mentioned our special connection to the lean-to) and were on our way back down the mountain to the truck. We spent a short time on the shore of Flagstaff Lake, finding a funky piece of driftwood that we lugged home to Mom, and than we were back on the road home. Although short in duration, it was one of those special times in my life that I'll never forget. Dad and son together for a wilderness weekend.
Happy Birthday J-! Enjoy your day... I know you will.