Baby Backpacking

Had a great time yesterday. I strapped Alastair in a baby-carrying device and headed out to enjoy Bellingham in February. No sarcasm here; the last couple of weeks have been beautiful.

I've made a few friends in town who run businesses in town that are on our walking route. One is a hairdresser at a kinda retro barbershop. The owner has two big dogs that lick Alastair's fingers and he just cracks up.

Another is the proprietor of a fish and chips stand run out of a retired double-decker bus. Alastair ate his first grilled cheese sandwich here and the chowder is just fantastic.

So besides walking, what is there to do?

The guerrilla diaper change is always fun. Look for a top ten list (or submit your own) of the most improbable places diapers have been swapped.