Though we've had warm days, most of the paths have lots of ice making footing treacherous with a 60 pound pit bull pulling for all he's worth.
Low winter sun gleaming off paths of solid ice...Instead of making a fire, I decide to find a nice spot to "set a spell" and smoke a Swisher BK - their answer to Middleton's Black and Mild. I've been to this beaver pond once before, years ago, and am pleased to stumble on it, as I wander the network of paths in the area.
Me and my Old Man.Ty and I have countless adventures under out belts. We've walked many miles of forest, ocean beach and slept in the woods many, many nights. He's been a great friend. No wonder I'm smiling.
...and this is my "smoldering" look.
Mak & I smoldering together.
Hey, "lookit" the time! We're off to find our way back to the truck as the Superbowl and a couple of cute girls are calling my name...