Last year, we hit the mountains after Vegas adventures. The fresh air, the processed meat and beer drinking was good for the soul. So we did it again!
Bigg Pigg. She's going to get quite a work out this summer….
Oh Payette River, you never disappoint!!!
A sun kissed boy on a beautiful beach. Priceless!
Fisherman Ryan reporting to duty. Meanwhile, bad-mitton extravaganza was underway.
This girl provided lots of campfire entertainment, lots of it.
Sometimes you just have to embrace your genetic abnormalities. Long tongues are a sign of intelligence, you know?
We took to calling Morgan "Sporty Spice." She even has the moves…
C'mon kid's clothing manufacturers, make the thumb hole!!! This is a Coug sweatshirt though, they are always several decades behind. OOOOOHHH burn.
Sporty, her dad and an elderly dog.
Handsome camper. You come here often?
Only the finest dining for the Kearneys. Please note the sign above the dogs cooking. For some reason, that really made me giggle. Of course I smell gas, we are eating hot dogs for EVERY meal! And chips! And junk!
AHHHH, that love bug.
And that photo bomber. THIS picture tells you everything you need to know about Morgan.
I can't even stand how hard Morgan makes me laugh. I may be creating a monster.
But you know who is really creating the monster? My husband! Poor future Morgan's husband…. How in the world is he going to live up to Ryan? I feel for you guy. It's such a big act to follow…
Favorite part of camping! Campfires and s'mores.
Practicing his shot.
Until next time Idaho wilderness….
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