Our dd noted how J's face has changed. He is looking more like my brothers and a nephew in the photo above. Notice the tartan scarf, lol.
He e-mailed earlier (our time) and said:
"Today I climbed the prettiest set of bouldered foothills and freeclimbed a series of sheer cliffs and rock faces (barefoot). I sat at the top of a thousand-foot peak overlooking the sea and a vast expanse of farmland, and remembered that this is the most ideal 'vacation' a boy could ask for. I ran around and played with a park ranger's dog, took pictures, hung my feet over the edge of a cliff and yelled at the clouds like a madman. It was fantastic. I felt so accomplished when I got to the top. Before I climbed I kept thinking, 'if I don't do this, I am not a man. Am I a man? Yes. Then why am I stiting here? So then I did it. It was fantastic.'"
Yes, adventuring is the right word for it!
Javamom
