I’m an old soul, born and raised in Texas and ended up doing a stint in the American southwest. I’ve seen a lot of changes in my lifetime, but nothing like the change that came over me when I started traveling with my dog, Printz, in 2015.

I had always been a bit of a loner, content to stay in my little section of the world and watch time go by. But a willingess to make a bold move and my new buddy Printz changed all that.

I met him in the mountains of Idylwild, CA when he was a stray living in the garage of a local dog food producer. Printz and I were soon joined together, and he forced me to get out of my comfort zone and explore the world around me with greater appreciation.

We traveled all over the southwest. Indeed, the southwest was our own section of the world stage, traveling and camping in national forests from the mountains of Colorado to the deserts of Arizona, and even spending a night under the stars on the Lewis and Clark (Snake) River in Washington.

We met all sorts of interesting people and saw all sorts of amazing things along the way. We survived quite a bit too, including run-ins with the law and street criminals.

Traveling with Printz changed me in more ways than I can count. I became more open-minded, more adventurous, and more grateful for the simple things in life. I also learned a lot about myself and what it means to be truly happy.

I’m now an older man, much less capable, but I still have the spirit of an adventurer and the soul of a child. I’m grateful for every day that I got to spend with Printz, the two of us exploring the world together.

We’re both changed beings, and hopefully better for it.