When Gus Kendrick turned ten this past winter, his dad, globe-trotting photographer Robb Kendrick, made good on a promise: to take his son on a special trip. The catch? The boy had to devise the itinerary himself and bone up on wildlife, climate, and history.
Gus chose the Galápagos Islands, the Pacific archipelago Charles Darwin first made famous in 1859. For seven days, the duo sailed the islands, scouting blue-footed boobies, albatrosses, and marine iguanas, while Gus vied with the tour guide for most notable factoids. Father and son snorkeled among 250-pound sea turtles as well as stingrays and sea lions, and, says the elder Kendrick, “I could hear my son laughing through his snorkel.”
The highlight for Gus, however, was a deeper, richer bond with Dad. “We got to talk more than ever,” he says, adding, “He’s a great father.”
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