Eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich at the top of a volcano, being serenaded by a clarinet. HOW can I make this an Easter tradition??
-K
Snaps along the way:
^ The same spot, looking up the trail and down the trail.
^On old dude.
^Me in the cloud.
^Feetsies.
^ Syme Hut! We didn’t go in. We were tired. It was small. We didn’t want to invade upon the hikers that were already set up inside.
^Eric’s least favorite part. Sliding down slippery volcanic rocks for a few hundred meters. I fell on my bum 8 times. Although it was FAR quicker to “fall” down them, than to pick our way through them going up.
