Austin and Keaton playing the game of "stretch." Austin's expression captures the "fun" of the game. The boys did this for three days almost non-stop. It was one of the events in the camp olympics.
First attempt at a Father-Son picture.
After four other attempts and lots of coaxing to get some smiles we settled with this one. They look kinda happy to be there.
The fascination with fire begins as a young boy. I think it never dies.
The boys who were brave enough (ahem) jumped into Palisade lake. Those who were not, watched.
Scott catching the frisbee jumping off the rock.
This one doesn't need a caption. I don't know what stands out more, the red shorts or the white body.
Best picture of the camp award goes to this shot taken by Mark. Beautiful.
Us three at the end of the hike. I'm intentionally turned sideways to show how much I was carrying. Truthfully, they were easier on me this year than last. I'm not sure I earned my keep this time.
All the campers close together at the end. Everyone smelled so bad (no deodorant or showering for seven days) that they were immune to the stench.
The first greasy humburger joint we could find once off the mountain. Austin said, "This is the happiest moment of my life," about a dozen times.
