"The first big trip I took wasn't overland but was overwater. My grandfather had a homemade 30-foot steel hull riverboat named the grey ghost. It's a nickname he got from his favorite dog breed: Weimaraner."
We would stop at night at the parks and tie off and build a fire on the shore. We cooked out and wandered about the wooded banks of the river with flashlights looking for frogs and whatever we could find.It was my first time to take an outdoor adventure like that and it really stuck with me. He passed it onto my dad who would take us hiking and backpacking around the state."