Ross went to hike the Appalachian Trail in the White Mountains of N.H. with Pops, Andy, Uncle Paul and one of Andy's friends. This was the celebration for his 37th birthday which is coming up next Friday. It was a tough mountain hike sleeping in the rain an carrying a 33 lb pack. Doesn't sound like much fun to me, but I think the guys were proud of their accomplishment. We survived at home for six days without him. It was rough. I can't imagine being a single mother. I had Momar and Bobo help and it was a lot of work. We're very glad Daddyman came home safely. Wallis, Wyatt and I all really missed him.