We don't believe in scrimping while car camping.
Before and after we moved in.
The extremely dependable raft and cat carnage at Lochsa Falls.
Me and California Kelly in camp. The Rainier beer in the background is definitely not mine!
Because this is how I roll. Even in the woods.
Ken coming through Lochsa Falls. Can you spot him? He's the speck of red heading into the meat.
Me taking my shuttle bitch/photographer role very seriously. I missed them coming through House Wave because I was trying to get this focused in the side view mirror. Fail.
Eric tearing it up in Pipeline.
Heading home. :-(
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