| | Monday morning: Some of us had no idea what we had ourselves gotten into ... |
| | | Jeff's salmon pasta sauce is causing lots of attention (Howard, don't!) |
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| | | "Symptoms of high altitude sickness can start at 8000 ft" -- we are at 11000 ft |
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| | The problem: we were already too drunk to agree on any drinking game rules |
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| | After a night with -7 degrees outside I grew very fond of this hut ... |
| | | The bath room with the million dollar view |
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| | | Fresh air after bacon and blue berry pan cakes |
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| | Legs still hurting from last day -- but this is too beautiful to miss. |
| | | Shit, I forgot my sunscreen! |
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| | Where does all this light come from? |
| | | Doug, JC, Jeff, and I made it to Pearl Pass!! |
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| | "Paige is going to be pissed" |
| | | "Paige is going to be sooo pissed..." |
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| | | "I like it, it makes him look kinda rough" |
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| | | "I'm not altitude sick at all! I just don't feel like looking right now..." |
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| | Minutes before the wedding ... |
| | | "Winter semi formal" (definitely fur). |
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| | Always sit next to the heat source. Then they all try to cuddle up with you ... |
| | | Mother with just married son. |
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| | Kimberly thinks about what to drink next while Jeff is just happy. |
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| | "Wow, they are actually trying to dance to this" |
| | | "She's no Lady, She's my Wife" (you got something on your nose) |
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