The freshly-cut Douglas fir cleared a wide path as my dad pulled it down the powdered trail. Late afternoon sunlight poked through the snow-laden branches as my mom, my wife, and I trailed behind him, laughing as we slipped and slid in the fresh tracks.
If you’re like me, just hearing the words “Black Friday” makes you shudder. That's why I'm so happy to celebrate our public lands and wild places on Giving Tuesday on instead.