Most tend to enjoy both of the give and take of conversation and also the quieter connections when out there.
He was one of our elder adventurers; one of the venerable ones who through time and deed and leadership, others would follow and listen closely too, often just for the many lively stories.
Each new day would bring forth a new fable, and each turn of the trail a different tale. When the weather changed or the sun set, the tone and content of his stories would evolve also, into something when more than words were being spoken. The fire would be lit and the images would then begin to dance before our very eyes.
Now during those times out when we are telling our own tales, we ensure to share his many wonderful stories too. All along the way... DSD