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 Chuckin' rocks in the river. Credit: nutjob |
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 Pullin' hard barefoot. Credit: nutjob |
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 Sliding down Lembert Dome Credit: nutjob |
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 Proper form on the mantel problem. Of course she sent cleanly. Credit: nutjob |
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 Morning hangout in Tuolumne Meadows campground Credit: nutjob |
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 Lunch after a swim in Tenaya Lake Credit: nutjob |
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 Don't we all feel like this when we are in such a beautiful place? Credit: nutjob |
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 Nutjob's pride and joy scampering below Great White Book (Stately Pleasure Dome) Credit: nutjob |
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 I had a hard time retrieving them from this spot in my hiking boots. It gets pretty steep where that crack peters out. Even though they're little mountain goats, I had to reign them in a bit. Credit: nutjob |
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 Lovin' it! Credit: nutjob |
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 Clowning around at sunset in Tuolumne campground. Credit: nutjob |
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 Pondering life, the universe, and everything. And which route we should do next. Credit: nutjob |
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 The quickest way to the summit is up. Credit: nutjob |
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 A lovely day on the Merced river, with my little monsters swimming across the current and jumping off the rocks, and this is the only picture I have to show for that outing? Sometimes you're just too busy having fun to take pictures of it. Credit: nutjob |
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 Another day, another adventure! En route to scramble up under bridalveil falls. My boy's a born leader, charging into that freezing water pool under the falls, and encouraging others to hop in with him. Credit: nutjob |
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 Hiking to Panum Crater, an amazing mix of gray obsidian and pumice south of Mono Lake. Credit: nutjob |
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 A geologist in the making. Credit: nutjob |
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 Our little island of paradise in a sea of heat. Perfect picnic spot. Credit: nutjob |
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 Nothing like a little Ravioli Carbonara in the only spot of shade for several miles! Credit: nutjob |
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 Chillin' at the beach on the south side of Mono Lake. Credit: nutjob |
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 Self portrait. Sunset. Mono Lake. Credit: nutjob |
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 A lazy afternoon at Mono Lake Credit: nutjob |
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 I grew up thinking of sea gulls like flying rats... but if you can forget their apparent ubiquity and scavenger-like habits, they are quite beautiful and graceful birds. Credit: nutjob |
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 Time to break out the kite at Mono Lake. Credit: nutjob |
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 Kite flying is in his Indian blood... the only thing missing is glass dust on the thread and a host of competitors for domination of the skies. That's where my blood comes into play, finding the wild and lonely places so he can fly the kite in peace! Credit: nutjob |
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 Winding down the kite session at Mono Lake. Credit: nutjob |
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 A little sibling bonding on the shores of Mono Lake. Credit: nutjob |
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 Another day, another adventure. After chilling in basecamp most of the day, working on art projects and exploring the rocks and gulleys near camp, it was time for another trip up Lembert to enjoy the sunset. It was a bit chilly this evening! Credit: nutjob |
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 My daughter has the hardened and dirty hands of a climber, the eyes of an artist, and the soul of a poet. Credit: nutjob |
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 They may fight often as siblings do, but love abides. Credit: nutjob |
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