Micah chillaxed on a hammock.
We visited the ghost town Grafton, got breakfast (not in Grafton), and headed up to the park. We saw a lizard. You know me and animals. I cannot pass up such photos, as repetitive as they get.
Then we voyaged up to Hidden Canyon… the trail I’ve meant hike to but never gotten around to. It was great.
Micah built a bunch of ridiculous cairns. It’s his thing.
Tired of the 90-degree weather, we headed to the Fairy Pools for some cooling off. It worked.
Underneath a waterfall there, was a bird’s nest. It was neat.
We met back up with Dave at the hippie commune, went to dinner, and went to bed. By 8 a.m. Saturday morning, I was on my way back home… why? Because I had to work. I may have gotten Friday off, but that didn’t save me from Saturday and Sunday shoots this weekend.
by Sarah
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