Happy Fathers Day! Thirty Percent Off Sale

I remember as a child, visiting family in Vermont for the Summer. The sights, and smells we're very diffrent from the dirty New York streets, and it seemed there was no shortage of turf to roam. The endless woods we're an exciting place, and to add to that my dad made me my first bag. It was nothing fancy, constructed on my grandparent porch of birch bark and thread, but great care was taken to make sure my toys we're stored safely on my back, and that feeling has always stuck with me. Working with my father is a blessing in itself. I am greatful for our relationship, and that I get to share the same experiance I felt wearing my first bag with the rest of the world.
Love you Pops,
Case



