
Here is a sweet karate chop to celebrate CJ from Jed.
a brog about the whittaker family.







Then I threw on some bondo for smoothness. The bondo instructions wanted me to put it on bare steel, but I don't trust it to keep the rust out, so I put it on top of the paint. Hopefully it won't fall off when I hit a bump.
Here is the final paint job on the quarter panel. I forgot to take a picture of the rocker panel paint job, but you can just imagine how swell it is.





The fishermen behind me love it because it's a durable synthetic available from most auto parts stores. The first step is to dry yourself off with the shammy. Note that the shammy is damp before using.
When your dryness is satisfactory, ring out the excess water:
Finally, roll up the shammy and stow it in the compact carrying case:
All done, all dry, and no more stupid towels. Only $9.95 for all this convenience. We use one shammy for everyone on the boat, and since it doesn't need to be dry it always works. Seriously, they're sweet.
Here is our first pothole:
Mud can be used as a scroll for recording important things:
Dave is amazed at this little natural bridge. Look at the amazement on his face. Astonishing.
Here is a nice tight slot:
Weathertop. Beware of the Ring Wraiths.
We got a sweet lightning show at night:
Then it rained and we went home:
THE END.

Here's Dave beating the tar out of that glass:
And Mom skiing like there's no tomorrow:
Other adventures without photo documentation: Dave and I explored the slot at the end of the canyon, which is the first time I can remember it being accessible. Man, it was cool; we didn't bring a camera because we really didn't think we'd get that far. It took us about 45 minutes to get up to the wash. Dave, Korri, Scott, and I explored the next slot over a couple of days later. It was pretty cool too, though a lot more sketchy. We went 30 minutes, then got to a point that was pretty dicey and turned around. Dave, Korri, and I found a nice little 3-piece crack, hand size, about 5.6-5.7. Dave tried to venture higher, but things were too sketchy so we returned to the houseboat for recandyfication.