 See, we'd left the rafts floating by the bee-yotch at high "tide" the night before. When we got up, the rafts were beached. Thanks to several hunky guys and the application of a simple machine (a log for rolling), we got the rafts a-floatin' in mere seconds. |
Terry running "Spencer," Mile 129. |
...and here's Scott! |
...and here's one of them big-ol' Motor Rigs! |
 Feast your eyes on these lovely Bighorn Sheep. True, there's not much contrast in the photos...but that's part of their charm, no? That and the fact that they hop all over the treacherous canyon walls without making a sound and with nary a mis-step. |
 Here're Cindy and Gary running Bedrock, Mile 130.5. |
Terry gets a little close to the rock. See Craig on the rock there, with a great angle for a photo? |
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The rest of this page is Filler, a bunch o pics of my buds that they can pick and choose from for their enjoyment. The Great Unwashed need not peruse further. |
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 Catherine running "Spencer." |
...and Chrissy... |
...and Erin... |
...and Mark... |
...and Gary... |
...and Kurt... |
...and Steve... |
 At Bedrock, Steve doesn't come close to the rock. |
 And Catherine's line is fine. |
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