Then home, just enough time to repack and we went to Maine, a week on a lake in Maine, it was great.
I hate to admit it, but fireworks in Jackson don't compare to the U of R, sorry U of R, I think you're pretty great but these were amazing, as well as the echo of the booms off the mountains.
Kyle and Papa, comparing messy rib faces at the Bar J Wranglers.
Yay Kael!!!!
Slacklining!
Me, Grammy, Ally and Kyran
Papa, Kev, Craig, Kyran, Brad and Brent
Uncle Brent, Kyran, Kev, and Uncle Brad
This was the sunrise the last day we were in Maine, it was beautiful, we chased the sun all day.
Landing in LA with the last glimpses of the sun.
It was hard to come home, from both trips, I canoed, swam in the lake, kayaked, jumped off the jump rock, tried the slackline (once, but that counts), walked, ran a little, ate a lot and loved more.
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