It would be futile to try and convey with words the beauty on the mountaintops yesterday. Not even these pictures do it justice...but at least you get a little taste....

Dad taking in the view

We were soaked clear through by days end.

That beginning of an explosion is Dad blowing through a drift.

Here's the tail end of one of those.

The Count (Dad) catching some air.
Ahhhh.......it was so nice......
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yeah ps...thanks for the invite!! :)
you're welcome...we were so sad that you turned us down cause we had a blast....
Jess, you can be such a booger! :)
But we definitely love you anyway!!!
technically, then, you are saying that you love boogers....right? I never thought I would here that from you...maybe Jen, but not you...
i do love boogers. I am not afraid to admit that.
Why does this exchange scare me?
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