Red River Gorge
August of 2006
This is actually the second trip in august. The first one involved a lot of rain and a couple of other factors (ahem... I can hear Don laughing from here...) that led to me really only posting about this one.
Anyhoo, the weather was much more agreeable, albeit very warm. On to the pretty pictures!
Wait... I said pretty pictures, didn't I?
Oh man... I'm zero for two. Well, scrap the pretty picture concept, we're just not very photogenic apparently.
On to the mediocre pictures!
Yeah, that's more like it.
So one night Mike made an attempt at cooking on a fire. The project: cinnamon and sugar apples.
Some prep work:
Down to business:
Suffice it to say that it was educational for Mike. He learned that brown sugar isn't just white sugar and cinnamon mixed together (oops) and that red delicious apples are named as a cruel joke just like Greenland and Iceland. Poke fun as we might, you can't really be upset when somebody is trying to make you food.
Speaking of Mike, he tried to get me killed. As Mike, Evan and myself were walking down a trail Mike sees a snake, as he is halfway over it. So he does an akward little hop and clears it. The snake? Oh, nothing but a copperhead.
So Mike is past it on the trail, but Evan and I are on the approach end still. Needless to say it's on edge having almost been trampled by Mike, and the trail is so narrow that there isn't any way around but to go over the top... and I'm fond of my ankles. So Mike gets a great idea and starts poking it with a stick. Thanks Mike, you've now left us with an agitated pit viper to deal with. Ok ok... I know, it's bite isn't usually lethal. But you don't mess around when you are 2 hours from the nearest hospital. Eventually it scooted off into the weeds and Evan and I ran past squealing like little girls. Or something like that...
Here we are on top of a great big rock in the river.
And I for one will be happy when the newness of these two goofball's relationship wears off, because they won't stop making out everywhere.
AWWWW HOW CUTE.
There was rappelling.
And then....there was swinging. And not the sexy kind, get your dirty mind out of the gutter.
And by far the most reckless, Evan Swinging. You can hear me predict that he's going to hit me... and then watch me diving to the ground. Smoooooth.
And here we are at Sky Bridge.
Evan, both Adams, Dave and MaryK enjoying some lazy time.
Ahh, good times.