Stop and take some time to smell the flowers. Eagle Creek Trail. All right here comes the well written english everybody loves....
As the sun shone down upon us from the heavens, a glimmer set way from the pupil of my eye. Then all of the sudden, from across the canyon, a bird chirped the sweetest melody... and we "hucked" the falls with quaint angelic form.
I love Stouts.
Christy and myself in the pool... throwing the paddle was the way to go.More Photos By Erik Boomer!
I have some more updates to throw up soon, but I don't want to overload the blogger-world with too many of um too quick. All is well.
Later E.G.
1 comment:
Sick shot of the brown. Keep doin what you're doin and don't let us grayhairs get you down.
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