12 hours ago
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
The best thing about camping in a rural, lightly populated area is the ability to walk around holding hands. Down the middle of a road. For miles, with no sign of an automobile.
P.S. It is not an optical illusion caused by the camera angle or lens. My ankles are really that skinny. Which is why my daughter calls me Chicken Legs.
Posted by canoelover at 2:05 AM