Peyton just looked through our Shasta pictures with me and asked, "Can we go back to Shasta because it's still summuh?" Oh, I wish we could.
The next series of posts will be to catch up with our summuh (summer). (sigh)
There were bees at Shasta this year. Shane took it upon himself to eradicate our campsite of the stinging pests by making bee traps and then taking predictions as to which traps would work best. None of them worked best. Oh, they caught bees all right. When we left for the lake in the morning there were 20 bees flying around our table. When we got back to camp in the evening there were (roughly) 20,000. It was hard to get an exact count from the road. We successfully illustrated a failure to predict the unintended consequences of being a bee trapper....
Orange Soda
Orange Soda Small Opening
Orange Soda No Lid
Observation
Meat
More Observation
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