This is Bjorn. He invited me to fish from his boat. After catching only a small number of too-small-to-keep fish, I repaid him by pulling a boneheaded move. He was a good sport and insisted on a picture before cutting off SOME of the lure. The rest he would remove some 3 hours later.
This is Clifford after taking a mud bath. I think it was the secret intention of his mother, so that she could later Baptise him in the Colorado River.
Isn't this precious? I wanted to take a lot more pictures, but forgot the darn camera when we hiked to the "falls".It was a wonderful, mostly sunny, warm days, cool nights, tastey, and memorable weekend.
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