“Doesn’t your husband go winter camping with you?” asked a kindly stranger in Algonquin Park. “Oh no,” I replied. “That’s not really his thing. He’s home with the dog.” Truth is, I could insert almost any family member and outdoor activity into that first question and it would be the same conversation I’ve had withContinue reading “The Origins of My Outdoor Life”
At the back of Shelter Valley Mobile Home Park in Newfield, New York sits single-wide trailer number 541 on the South Way. Growing up I knew it as 55 Shelter Valley Road. I haven’t been back there in years, but as a child it had to have been the best lot in the park.