| The wind was pretty good for flying kites. This is Tom with his camping kite (he assures me that such things exist, and that this is a specimen). |
| The wind wasn't so great for camping. Here it airs out Garrett's shirt. |
| This is our new campsite, on Upper Goose Lake. |
| After swimming, we pretended to read in the sun. Actually everyone just slept. |
| The sun starting to go down Saturday night. |
| The shadow of the canyon rising on the cliffs behind us. |
| A dusk shot down the lake. |
| Dinner. |
| Drinking by the fire (Liz had already succumbed to the alcohol). |
| Final drinking shot. |