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. |