Some days just seem like days. But they’re not. They are birthdays and wedding days and anniversaries and death days. And anniversaries of those. These days happen all over the world, in all time zones, all the time. Today, in my little world, Walt turned three. His father brought him up to cow camp to … Continue reading


  We climb higher, my old Tacoma grunting along the scree-and-dirt road at 10,600 feet above sea level, aiming toward Lone Cone’s timberline and the end of the road. My son Tyler has been all over this mountain, hiking and camping above the limits of trees, and he wants to show me something. He wanted … Continue reading