This is the swinging bridge we conquered, and the gorgeously frigid water we swam in (or in my case, stood knee-deep in).
This is where all the frivolity took place- the drinking, dancing, and admiration of the many amazing mustaches, mullets, and out-of-sight outfits.
This was Casey's idea. I'm not sure where it came from, but I laughed alot.This is where we camped; a neat little crick ran right behind us, which really served no better purpose than to make Sadie wet as well as dirty.
Ah, the last day with the friends I already miss so much!
This is Casey being eaten by a tree monster. This may have been a better fate than either poison by wild fungi, or sacrifice upon the magical altar rock- between which we were then debating.
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