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Update -- 7/4/05 -- 11:53 AM -- Reflections: 
I sometimes wonder if we wouldn’t be better off if our offspring weren’t connected so closely to us  -- genetically and hereditarily speaking -- as they appear to me to be.

Gary and I had a Great Week together, I for seeing the apparent ease with which he could pedal 60 plus miles of up and down terrain a day.  He – I would imagine, for knowing if help was needed it was 12 to 15 miles up the road.  (Help and assistance at-the-ready has not been the case for the majority of his trip.)

Gary and I can’t be together for too long though before that genetic/hereditary thing kicks in.

You see by some strange coincidence we both ended up being the Take-Charge/I Know The Best Way To Do It type hard headed individuals that have to feel in control of running the show, and my way or his way has got to be the BEST WAY – OF COURSE.  And oft times there is little leeway for compromise.

In a weeks duration this peculiar set of circumstances (the genetic/hereditary thing) is bound to raise its ugly head.

I’m reminded of the occasion last year when I took my son into my favorite “watering hole”, Jimmie Lee’s Bar and Grill in Port Byron, Illinois after our return from the Boundary Water Canoe Area Wilderness near Ely, Minnesota last year where we spent 7 days and 6 nights canoeing, portaging and camping.

Discussion with my friends got around to how the two of us fared, having to rely on each other and not really being able to get away from each other for too great a duration of time for 24 hours a day for 7 days. My response was that we had had a couple of near knock down/drag out spats where we both got red in the face and the hair on the back of our necks stood up. But at no time did we bloody each other and 10 or 15 minutes later we were over it. (One of the spats – The best placement of the sunshade/rain tarp at one of the campsites. (A very Large Deal, especially if you are both worn out after paddling  for four hours, and in need of some rest and relaxation in 90 degree plus weather at mid-day with the sun hovering directly above.) And I said paddling and not pedaling  both of which can cause over exertion if prolonged. It was a different type of trip and I want to make sure we are all still on the same page.

Setting up camp at Lake Higgins State Park - MI  That's Gary behind the yellow bag preparing to set up his tent.	Gary on the road --  Naubinway, MI Note: I lightened his load by transporting his gear.
Camp at dusk  -- Lake Gogebic State Park, MI	Gary on the road in slight rain after leaving Baraga SP, MI

Mackinac Island mode of transportation and Gary	Just a few of the many, many bikes on Mackinac Island, the second mode of transportation on the Island.

Home away from home.	Mackinac Bridge Taxi.

Let all set out un-refrigerated and un-adulterated for about 2 hours to soften.

Hosts/Hostesses have been known to be trampled by the anxious indulgents in their feverish pursuit of this splendid morsel.   SERVE WITH CAUTION AND AT OWN RISK.

Editor's Note: As well as his exemplary culinary feats Prof. Hagedorn is well known for his studies regarding the "Flight of the Bumble Bee". Or was it some other sort of Bumble?  Professor "H" is also known for his robust figure on campus.

Variation -- Add garlic and chives in lieu  of the blue cheese.

Sign shows Rochester, Ny 52 miles and Port Byron, NY  12 miles. A sister town of Port Byron, Illinois where I am watching Ol' Miss float by as I provide updates to this site.	Newly patented and available for the first time. * Custom Firewood Hauler * Grand Isle State Park Campground Lower Hero Island -- Lake Champlain

                                                                                               G.H. .Sr. '02

A Father’s Reflections on His Son’s Desire to Dare

It is probably no coincidence that right at the top of my son’s list of heroes is Henry David Thoreau born David Henry Thoreau 1817 –1862. And, that right at the top of my list of literary heroes and humanists, the name Ralph Waldo Emerson 1803-1882 is indelibly inscribed. As much for what he had to say, as for the magic and the beauty with which he said it.

Both men appreciated the beauty and the wonderment of nature – both shared their vision with the world. Both struggled with the ageless questions of:  What am I – Who am I – And what am I doing here. I believe both men found some reasonable and satisfactory answers to those questions and that they -- Satisfied their own thirst for such answers. And, they shared their quest with each other and with us. Thoreau and Emerson if not contemporaries, were close friends. Thoreau lived with Emerson and his family for a couple of years. And if memory serves me right, Thoreau’s Walden was on Emerson’s property.

Within the pages of this web site my son has indicated that as a young man he drew inspiration from the writings and the chosen life of Henry David Thoreau. I can understand that very clearly and vividly, because another young man found that same inspiration in the words and teachings (Yes they were teachers) of Ralph Waldo Emerson. It was Mr. Emerson who planted the seed for the struggle of acquiring and developing a strong personal philosophy of life. And no one should be without one.

Again, I wish my son success in his Endeavor and I will share in his Sweet Taste of Success, albeit from a distance, as he dips his big toe in the Waters of the Pacific Ocean in late August early September.

(Initial Entry 5/14/05)

Ralph Waldo Emerson
Excerpted from his treatise: Self Reliance