Forty Two, Pt. 4: Hung Like a Horse

It looks like it says "hung like a horn" here doesn't it? Well it actually says "horse!", just to clarify. We don't want any confusion. "Hung like a horn? What's that supposed to mean? Waaa." Get it right.

So the aforementioned stargazing on a rock while camping is documented here----------------------------------------->
Christy looks like a completely different (and creepy) person, Lauren is a giddy cancer patient, Charlie's face is just made up of completely horizontal lines, Hunter is tiny, I think Victor is hiding back there in the shadows, I'm a deer in the headlights, and Megan is just a lifeless corpse we brought along and slung out on the rock next to us to take pictures with. "HAHA! Let's get a picture of us with this dead body it'll be HILARIOUS. Everyone make a weird face!" I think that's how it went.

And yeah. Victor, Steven and I did set that camera up on a timer so we could take a Garden State-y picture on the very top of Twin Peaks. And yes, we really were yelling as loud as we possibly could into the 100 mph wind. Quite exhilarating...