We reached the point of punchdrunk silliness today. Driving through Bryce, Henry made all sorts of jokes about canyons, more trees, park rangers, and just about anything. He got me laughing so hard that I had to pull over the car and get out. I was crying with the sillies. At the next stop, we saw a sign that we were at 9,100 feet. Maybe the sillies were truly altitude related?!
Next, stopping to look for fairies:
A fairy could have just jumped and flown right off this steep trail, right?!
Henry doing the Silly Walk (old Monty Python):
Nice view for a silly walk:
Maybe we've overdone it on the canyons and high altitude ... :)
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