Matt and I are in a valley, at the base of a mountain, trying to decide where to camp. ItÃs an area similar to many in Colorado, with a small town nearby. Adams comes along, pulls out his map and says, ìWeÃll begin at the top and camp at these lakes (pointing to his map as he talks) as we climb down. WeÃll end our trip in this town, and eat here,î he says with a smile.
Two Photos from a wedding we stumbled on in Rhode Island.
The bride and friends.
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No paternity suits for that little boy! When he grows a beard, he’ll be a dead ringer for dear ol’ dad.
Bright gathering of women. Congratulations to whomever they are!