Remembering Daddy - Father's Day 2014

When I remember my Dad, there are so many amazing things about him that it's hard to choose a favorite.  But mostly, when I think about him, I picture him standing on a mountain top overlooking the scenery with an enormous quietude.  

I'm not sure where his love of mountains began, but my Aunts and Uncles often told stories of how he'd go off into the small woods around the farm to watch the birds on the flat South Dakota prairies where he grew up.  From South Dakota, he moved to Princeton, NJ where he achieved his PhD in chemistry and married my Mom.  From there they moved to around the eastern U.S. based on what ever job he had at the time.  In the early 1960s, both my parents took up rock climbing ~ taking weeklong courses in the rocky hills of Wisconsin.  Then in 1964, they took a week long climbing trip to the Grand Tetons in Wyoming and from that point on, my Dad became a true mountaineer.   Here he is climbing  on that first trip to the Tetons on a practice climb.  

Hiking 1965 - Indiana
My Dad shared his love of the outdoors with my sister and I from an early age!  Here we are hiking in one of Indiana's lovely state parks in 1965.  

Canada 1967
In 1967, we took a family trip to the Canadian Rockies where we visited Banff and Jasper National Parks.  My Dad was smitten with those mountains! 

Daddy & Holly 1974
Every summer, we took many camping trips across the state of Colorado and beyond.  They were fun times!  I love this photo of my sister giving him some rabbit ears!   So many great memories of hiking, laying on picnic tables at night after the campfire had died down, watching the stars and meteors shooting across the sky, watching the wildlife, and waking every morning to my Dad getting the camp stove going to heat water for our morning tea! 

Myron Plooster in the Canadian Rockies 1978
In 1978, Daddy got to fulfill a long held dream of backpacking in those Canadian Rockies he had fallen in love with years before!

Canadian Rockies 1978

He came back with amazing photographs of the scenery and wonderful memories.

Myron Plooster - Canadian Rockies 1978
My Dad continued to hike and climb into his mid-70s.  For years he led hikes and climbs for the Colorado Mountain Club.  One of his life goals was to climb all the peaks that we could see from our house on the mesa east of Boulder.  It's a goal that I think he achieved!  Many of them more than once!  

Daddy birdwatching in Holland
In his later years, Daddy didn't do as much climbing, though he still did a lot of hiking and walking.   He returned to the bird watching of his youth.  He and my Mom both became master birders, traveling this country and world to observe the birdlife in various areas.  It allowed him to still be outside, enjoying nature.   

Most of my mental images of my Dad are either standing on a mountaintop, or with binoculars in hand watching the birds!  

My Dad was an amazing man.  Humble, possessor of a gentle and kind heart, soft spoken, and a heart the size of the mountains he loved.  I'm so grateful for all that he shared with my sister and I and for the many years we had together!  Miss him so very much.  


hpk said…
Lisa, this is wonderful tribute to Daddy. His quiet appreciation of the magnificence of God's creation was truly his hallmark. He was the keel of our often bustling household. Thank you for posting these wonderful pictures that capture him so well. <3 H
traderslostart said…
How wonderful to have so many awesome pictures of your Dad. I'm sure they will always keep you smiling. God Bless you.
Chyfey said…
Beautiful photos and words to go with them about your Dad.
My dad didn't take us mountain climbing but each sunday took most of us kids away for the day so mum could have some home alone time.
And we the kids got to go walking along beautiful beaches or hiking through rain forests or the countryside.
Dads are special people……….
jhm said…
What a great tribute to your Dad! I think I recognize the Indiana State Park. If it is the same one, the trail may be flooded during the spring but then by summer very dry with occasional puddles after a rain. Still a great place to go hiking.


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