Uno, dos, tres, quatro

Grateful. Thankful. Lucky. Blessed.

These are all words I used to describe this past weekend with George Brown, Derek Griz and Chris Jessen. A pair of married guys (to women), a soon-to-be married guy and me; quite the combination.
It was a weekend beyond words. Between a few hikes, sleeping in, sarcastic banter and a pizza large enough to make Pavarotti scream we had a full weekend.
We hiked one day on a trail we found on the side of the road and followed it till it dropped us off on an open rock top to what appeared to be about a 25,000-ft drop. These are a few pics from that hike where I'm showcasing both acrobatic ability and abilty to reason that doing a handstand merely inches from certain death made sense.
I won't bore you--my faithful--with stories but sufice to say the weekend was fantastic and I leave feeling blessed to have friends like this.

(You can check out the flickr badge on the right to see more pictures from sunset and the rock)