Every few years, the Riddle boys decide it's time to re-live their glory days and attempt some ridiculous plan to man up and go back-packing. My brother-in-law Craig is 30, the youngest and by far the most ambitious of the three. Brent is the middle who has always been a little less in shape then his brothers but never backs down from a challenge. Allen is the oldest at 36 and hasn't backpacked in 10 years (enough said).
So this years crazy venture was to The Lost Beach. The total trip was around 22 miles.
(Sounds fun to me!)
They left late Thursday and drove the 6 hours to get there. Arriving well into the night they all spooned slept in the back of the truck together as it snowed, yes snowed outside.
Up in the morning they were ready to go!
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| Yes. That is snow on the ground. |
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| And their off! |
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| If we turn right here, maybe we will find a McDonald's? |
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| Fun times! |
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| Is that Craig? Or a peanut M&M? YUM! |
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| Crossing the stream. |
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| Fording the Stream...AGAIN. |
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| You made it to the BEACH! YA! |
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| Drying out. |
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| Gorgeous |
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| Even camping Craig hates pictures. |
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| B-E-A-utiful! |
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THE END!
Yes my husband is hurt.
GRRR. |
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| Check this off your bucket list boys. You made it back! |
Yes, they made it home. Brent twisted he knee falling down a cliff (his words, not mine). We are just glad they made it home safe and sound.
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