We were well stocked for all occasions. If we ran out of wine, there was always plenty of beer.
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Sarah points out the cuplrit in the only on-the-trail flat of the ride. She mananged to get to camp before fixing it.
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Doing their part to introduce non-native species, Sarah and Bill released these Pack Flamingos into the camp ground.
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Notice the outfit. Camp was a little chilly the first night.
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Veronica refused to get any closer to the edge for a more dramatic photo.
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Nearly everyone was a member of the knitted hat club, except the one who made the hats.
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Can you find all 6 riders in this photo?
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Are we there yet?
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It's a rock.
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Sunset, moonrise.
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The hike from the camp down to the canyon floor started out easily enough.
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Then we got to the first steep part.
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Sure, this is a trail. Isn't it?
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Bill says, "Trail? What trail?", while Julia (the guide) struts her stuff.
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Down we go. You go first.
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