My buddy K-Max and I. Standing at the bottom of Linville Gorge, BELOW
the falls. Awesome. Nevermind that we missed the trailhead for the
trail the first time (though we did get a cool bird's eye). After
being belittled and made to feel stupid by a ranger for missing it, we
finally made it down. It was hairy, but we had a blast. It was
beautiful, to say it lightly.
I'm sore as a boil. I took three ibuprofin for that, and Kevin and I
have been chillin in our tiny (and by that I mean tiny) cabin having
cool theology talks.
The Newt is in his element. Again.
The Wading Pool 