River trip 2

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Just to document, there was more than one river trip made in January when we had freakishly warm weather. The following pictures would be from that second trip.
Pardon the missing dialogue, but I'm just going to let the photos show you what we did, mmmmmm kay?







Aaaaaaand close.
(Now my mouth is watering for one of those giant roasters, cooked to golden perfection. Sorry about that little bit of spittle I got on the keyboard, Michael. Blame it on my overactive salivary glands.)

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Emmie said…
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May 26, 2011 at 9:31 PM
Emmie said…
Sounds like fun! :D
May 26, 2011 at 9:32 PM
Unknown said…
ERMA, first time I ever ever had a smore...was last year, camping trip to Potters Pond with Mike, and friends...yeah can you believe it...and I have a huge sweet tooth (I really don't have one, not a real one anyway hehehe) (inside joke) and I couldn't finish HALF A GRAHM SMORE it was sooo much SWEETNESS LOL. Hmmm actually it sounds pretty good right now...I think I could finish a whole one...
May 27, 2011 at 2:51 PM
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