This guy is not only an amazing musician, but absolutely hilarious.
My friend Sara and I sat next to the Scheuermans.... That was a good time. Nice face, Neil.
Nah thought it would be comfy to lay on the slackline. HA!
I died a little bit.
I took this as I was falling out of my hammock... (Please don't make fun of what we're watching, if you can tell hee hee)
It took us four episodes before we finally realized there is no way for two people to be normal and comfortable in a hammock. Whatev.
Nov 23, 2009
Experimenting with the new Camerararara....
Weird clouds at sunrise... We're being invaded!
Who are those two dorkboys?
Now I know where I get all my good looks
I heart my valley, eh? 745 pride!
This makes me a bit giddy...
I really kinda like this picture for some reason. I don't know what it is, it just makes me go ooooo.... Somethin's brewin up there...
Who are those two dorkboys?
Now I know where I get all my good looks
I heart my valley, eh? 745 pride!
This makes me a bit giddy...
I really kinda like this picture for some reason. I don't know what it is, it just makes me go ooooo.... Somethin's brewin up there...
Did someboday say Yurt Trip? I'm in.
A couple weeks ago I volunteered to go up to work on our yurt in Bloomington Canyon, Idaho. I work at the Outdoor Program at WSU, and we take care of the yurt and organize trips up there and all that jazz. I think it's quite pretty.
I knew it would be cold... but 10 degrees? Yes ma'am
Ben thought this was cool and made me take a pic. Gross.
We stopped for bread sticks on our way to Bear Lake, and Ben said these two looked like us. Uh...
You can't really tell, but the left side of the road was normal and the right side was very wintery.
Bloomington Canyon
In the top of the Yurt is a little dome, and I spent some time up there. (See first pic). This is looking at the woodshed/bathroom/secret sauna (sshhhh)
Hangin out up top
I was bored for two seconds
Chop, stack, chop, stack, chop, stack....
Tim was pretty beat. Plus the flu that goes from the wood-burning stove out the roof burned up about 2 hours after we got there. So... we had no heat all night. But somehow I stayed warm in my -15 degree sleeping bag, and I got to see my breath when I woke up, which is always a lovely experience. I smiled.
Driving home was pretty gnarly. But alas I am still alive. Woot!
I knew it would be cold... but 10 degrees? Yes ma'am
Ben thought this was cool and made me take a pic. Gross.
We stopped for bread sticks on our way to Bear Lake, and Ben said these two looked like us. Uh...
You can't really tell, but the left side of the road was normal and the right side was very wintery.
Bloomington Canyon
In the top of the Yurt is a little dome, and I spent some time up there. (See first pic). This is looking at the woodshed/bathroom/secret sauna (sshhhh)
Hangin out up top
I was bored for two seconds
Chop, stack, chop, stack, chop, stack....
Tim was pretty beat. Plus the flu that goes from the wood-burning stove out the roof burned up about 2 hours after we got there. So... we had no heat all night. But somehow I stayed warm in my -15 degree sleeping bag, and I got to see my breath when I woke up, which is always a lovely experience. I smiled.
Driving home was pretty gnarly. But alas I am still alive. Woot!
Nov 18, 2009
Quote of the day
Parked at a gas station in North Ogden:
Grandma Gwen, looking at the people parked next to us: "That guy looks like a Mexican"
Me: "I think he probably is a Mexican..."
GG: "Look at the nice car he's driving... And his moustache... Strange."
Grandma Gwen, looking at the people parked next to us: "That guy looks like a Mexican"
Me: "I think he probably is a Mexican..."
GG: "Look at the nice car he's driving... And his moustache... Strange."
Nov 1, 2009
Halloween Part Due
Halloween Part Uno
I think it's kind of strange that halloween can start out so lovely and innocent and delightful, then as the day wears on it becomes all weird. But... I guess all my days are pretty weird, so what am I talking about.
The valley was so dern perdy, I wished I was some sort of photographer so I could atempt to capture it. I failed.
The valley was so dern perdy, I wished I was some sort of photographer so I could atempt to capture it. I failed.
My name is Cami and I like to party.
Who turned on the fog machines in the valley? Probly some psycho person.
I love my grandma dearly. Especially when she makes me these monster morning shakes. I swear this one had lighter fluid in it. Kept me goin all day.
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