kcowyo
ExPo Original
June 15 - 17, 2007
The skinny -
The plan, (the second plan actually) was to meet in Colorado and poke around the San Juan Mountains. Places on the itinerary included Ouray, Yankee Boy Basin and Cinnamon Pass and we would come from Utah, Arizona and Wyoming to see them. It was a celebratory weekend for dear old Dad, with our friends and our children along for the ride.
This is what brought me to Colorado.
The next generation......
The attendees were rewarded with Colorado's finest scenery, idyllic weather and good company. The Dads had different rigs to oogle and time to debate the merits off various adventure equipment. It was a little like Heaven. The kids provided us with both, moments of fun and opportunities to practice patience. But I do believe every man, woman, child and dog on this trip had their best Father's Day yet.
How often can you say that?
Gathered here by chance......
But it concluded with it's share of blood, sweat and tears.
One child went down, hard, but went to the Doc, got stitched up and then made his Dad bring him back in time for the campfire. Tough kid. One responsible adult got a sliced finger while picking up broken glass from a previous tenant in our campsite. I saw men tear into a starter and do a complete rebuild, sweating under the hot sun in an alpine valley at 11,000 ft. I heard a few kids cry, but you know what? It's not nearly as obnoxious to hear a child cry in the woods, as it is in a restaurant.
It was all about them this weekend anyway.
Half a handful.......
Of course I understand not everyone comes here to read the articles, so I will get on with the photos. But I must give an e-salute to my fellow journeymen and fathers. You gentlemen make it look easy.
And most important of all, the boy who made me a Father, the love of my life and the best son I could ever hope to have, Riley. What a wonderful experience it is, being your Father. It will always be my greatest adventure.
We'll see you next year -
The skinny -
- 6 vehicles
- 6 Dads
- 6 kids
- 4 dogs
- 3 towns
- 2 trailers
- 2 stitches
- 1 Mom
- 1 Jeep
The plan, (the second plan actually) was to meet in Colorado and poke around the San Juan Mountains. Places on the itinerary included Ouray, Yankee Boy Basin and Cinnamon Pass and we would come from Utah, Arizona and Wyoming to see them. It was a celebratory weekend for dear old Dad, with our friends and our children along for the ride.
This is what brought me to Colorado.
The next generation......
The attendees were rewarded with Colorado's finest scenery, idyllic weather and good company. The Dads had different rigs to oogle and time to debate the merits off various adventure equipment. It was a little like Heaven. The kids provided us with both, moments of fun and opportunities to practice patience. But I do believe every man, woman, child and dog on this trip had their best Father's Day yet.
How often can you say that?
Gathered here by chance......
But it concluded with it's share of blood, sweat and tears.
One child went down, hard, but went to the Doc, got stitched up and then made his Dad bring him back in time for the campfire. Tough kid. One responsible adult got a sliced finger while picking up broken glass from a previous tenant in our campsite. I saw men tear into a starter and do a complete rebuild, sweating under the hot sun in an alpine valley at 11,000 ft. I heard a few kids cry, but you know what? It's not nearly as obnoxious to hear a child cry in the woods, as it is in a restaurant.
It was all about them this weekend anyway.
Half a handful.......
Of course I understand not everyone comes here to read the articles, so I will get on with the photos. But I must give an e-salute to my fellow journeymen and fathers. You gentlemen make it look easy.
And most important of all, the boy who made me a Father, the love of my life and the best son I could ever hope to have, Riley. What a wonderful experience it is, being your Father. It will always be my greatest adventure.
We'll see you next year -
