When this blog began, Bailey Tuckerman Kent was an 8-week-old Bernese Mountain Dog living in the western mountains of Maine with his writer dad, Rich. These are their stories.... and don't forget, click on most photos to enlarge.
We had quite the Kent/Samuels crew upta camp this summer during the last couple of weeks of July. Nine kids, 6 years old and under. Crazy! The parents deserve a medal... Grandpa deserves two. :-)
When we're driving up the road in The Rig, Maggie tends to put her chin on my shoulder. We must look pretty funny to passersby.
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| Rich, Spider, and Maggie's paws and tail. Click on photos to enlarge. |
Spider lives near Mount Shasta in Redding, CA. He spends a lot of time skinning the mountain's slopes and often sends his old hometown friends photos of his treks. Steve was in Maine to celebrate his Dad Ernie's 90th birthday, to catch up with family, and to visit his old ski and soccer coach. Maggie immediately took to Steve and placed her head on his feet when she took one of several naps.
Here's to the lives we lead, and the way we journey through our days on earth. We all find our own paths. Onward, Spider!
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| Blue Ridge Parkway Trip |
I've never done much exploring in the south, especially in Virginia. This spring we fixed that. We traveled 2266 miles through nine states, including Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Massachusetts, New York, Pennsylvania, Maryland, West Virginia, and Virginia at the end of April and beginning of May to visit the Blue Ridge Parkway.
This trip, I spent more time staying at camp grounds. I liked the electric hook up and walking the grounds was more pleasant than Walmarts, Cracker Barrels, or Lowe's.
