It's a tent thing...

Now what do we do?

Old amphitheater maintenance 

We bad!

Bishop Perkins likes it!

Nothing like holding hands in Wyoming!

Hand Cart pushing!

I am pretty sure the pioneers didn't have sombreros, but they  probably wish they did.

Martins Cove in the background.

A rare picture of the illusive Autumn.

Sure beats a boat, doesn't it?

Speaking of boats, this is our raft on the Green River!

Not sure what Bryan is doing, hugging the raft?

Johnny had the best seat in the house sitting on the back end.

Compton had the worst seat in the house. 

Peter loved being in the boat.

As you can see, Bryan LOVED being out of the boat.

I thought about sending this to GQ magazine.

It took us 2.5 hours to go 7 miles. Then another hour to get picked up by the boat service who forgot we existed!

This is us on the dam. I thought of many funny things to write here involving a pun on a certain swear word, but figured I would get in trouble, so I didn't.

Red Canyon Vistors Center.

Views from the Red Canyon Hike.

These 3 were crazy enough to run the last 2.5 miles of the hike. They felt great afterwards!