There's nothing like the simple times. The singular focus of a hike. The experience when you do it with someone you love. The memory that'll always be there.
Drake, knowing that I'd really appreciate all of the above, offered to take me on a hike up Black Butte on Father's Day. We'd done it before. It was just over 10 years ago when the six year old boy and I climbed the Butte in snow and cold and camped on top.
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2007 |
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2017 |
Now he's a young man and the joy is still great.
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Dad, Nico, and Mt. Jefferson |
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Mt. Jefferson and Mt. Hood |
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Mt. Washington |
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Three Fingered Jack |