When Jon and I went to Florida for Thanksgiving, dad started talking to Jon about going backpacking and this was the well awaited, thought about, talked about trip. They headed to the Uintas in hopes to go to Island Lake but then ended up at Duck Lake, due to a plethora of Boy Scouts around the first lake. Although the weather wasn't ideal, they both seemed to have a great time. I'll just let the pictures tell the story.
They came back tired but happy and pretty stinky:).
Dad's already talking about next years trip. I think he's so happy to finally have sons, that he gets in all the manly stuff as possible when they are around.
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