I had the chance to take Walt to possibly my favorite place on earth recently - Camp Noyo - a former logging camp in the redwoods of Mendocino County which became a boy scout camp in the early 1930's. Our family has been coming there for, after Walt's visit with his cousins, five generations now. We didn't do much traveling as a family growing up (perhaps that's why the travel bug bit me so badly when it did) but we did drive up to Noyo and spend a few days on a fairly regular basis. Our times there as a family are some of the happiest that I can recall - when it was clear the we all felt content and at home. It was fun to see Walt's joy in experiencing it all for the first time.
