Just some non-exploring shots from the Adirondack campout.
How not to light paint
Cascade Peak
Brian, the tetherboat and a bit of fire!
You may be wondering by now about the title. Strange things happen when you get enough explorers in a small enough space, and keep them awake all night. At some point we began communicating only in Beatles lyrics, and then only in oblique rewordings of them. I forget if this was before or after taking out a boat on a 100 foot rope, propelled only by a frying pan and a jet of expletives.
I’d suggest all of you look into The Coleopterae’s latest finely grooved thermoplastic oblate toroid, “The Interval Of Darkness Following, or Belonging To, A Tenacious Fraction of the Week”!
Hit singles off it include:
— Every Single Individual has a personal secret that they are trying to keep hidden from others, with the notable exception of my quadrupedal primate and I.
— Contentment is an isolated combustion driven projectile weapon with an appreciable concentration of thermal energy.
— Let it be known, infant, that your abundance of personal savings makes you a member of the class of gentlemanly aristocracy.
— Sylvester Stallone : Procyon lotor?
— Which exists gainfully to a personified glider;
— Her approach looked down upon the loo
Look for it in record stores (or at least UrbEx meetings) this Sunday, October 25!
