The Hawk Walk

Last Sunday was Eric's birthday. And rather than add more stuff that-he-doesn't-need-or-want to his life, I had asked him if there was anything that he had always wanted to do, but had not taken the time.

"I've always wanted to see how hawks are trained," he said.

*quickly Googles hawk training*

There's a place in Marysville called West Coast Falconry that does just that. Marysville, however, is almost 500 miles away from us, somewhere up near Sacramento.

Coincidentally, Adam lives up near there...


3 men

Adam (25), Eric (umm...older), Jonathan (15).

We quickly decided that Jonathan would accompany Eric and the three of them would enjoy a Manly-Man Weekend.

I can't even begin to tell you how great it was for me to know that the three of them were together and playing and enjoying each other's company.

Eric and Jonathan got to spend time seeing where Adam lives and works and reported back that he's doing very well. I love how they all love each other and get a kick out of being together.

Road Trip from Marta Darby on Vimeo.

And yes, they did go on the Hawk Walk, too.

They got to wear that Really Cool Heavy Leather Bird Glove Thing (it probably has a special name, but I'm sure I don't know what that is, but that's not important right now). The hawk they got to play with was Mariposa and she would come when called and eat food out of their hands. As Jon would say, "Epic!"

In Eric's words, "It was like walking a dog, but way cooler."

My husband got exactly what he wanted for his birthday and my boys...well, I'm pretty sure they got much, much more.


Happy Birthday, Honey!