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The 1ft dip in our cave. We decided it would be best to get up first thing in the morning so as to avoid being dumped on. Actually, it would have just dumped on Dad, which was a great comfort to me and Joseph.
Dad got altitude sickness, as you may have guessed from the picture. After all, he did come from 300ft to 11,000ft. Joseph and I weren't phased a bit since he's at around 3,500ft (I think), and I'm at 5,400ft.
The Old Man complained a lot about being uncomfortable. I suspect that old age is finally catching up with him--his feeble body just can't handle a real man's camping trip anymore. It's hard to see this happen to your parents.
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My first time in a snow cave, and my sleeping bag's first venture out into the real world.
2 comments:
Yes, I have noticed lately that Dad is no longer able to keep pace with Father Time- he's a little behind. And heck, Father Time is an old guy! Just don't walk in without knocking when you come, Ethan and Shannon- he might have a heart attack.
*Weese*
Kibbey, I just wanted to tell you that you look very skinny in the picture. Mom
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