red (me), white (wife), and blue (babe)

nice week vaca up north. good july 4th here. more pix... less text. the one photo op i really would have liked was hunter on steve's boat, at dusk, after a long nap-free day of swimming running around, beach bumming, eating junk, etc. he was fishing for sunnies, and while holding the pole, actually fell asleep. head down, fishing pole still in water, gripping it. totally exhausted but not wanting to stop fishing... oh, well, until the beer washes that memory from my brain, i'll have it locked in.

future proctologist in the making

hunter tickling paul's feet... too bad paul sounded like the 16 yr old from simpsons this year... how about some bass and booming instead of "hi, guys, what's up? is it break time yet?"

now, that's a leg that's been up north... bit up, burned, scratched, dirty, blistered, grimy w/ ultrathon residue...

contrast this clingy, "don't drop me", nervous kid (w/ the ol' man manually filtering the lake water, one mouthful at a time) w/ the below (in t's pool, cruising all over by himself. either the clear water or lifejacket made the difference.

no, i don't think i'm burning the top of my head... why do you ask? day 5 up north, the head fell off... well, most of it. big sheets of tan skin flakes on the ol' pillow every morning... tasted kinda like chicken.