We took a back route (no trail, we just winged it from Leo's map) down the side of the mountain to East Fork River. Chilly before the sun hits, even in August.
There's East Fork River.
We followed the East Fork Washaki Trail for a bit.
Ran into other campers with their horses and chatted a bit. Leo recognized one of them. AND then the guy told us how our mom gives him a hug at church every Sunday. Yep, that's not surprising at all, but so random.
Then Jared did some fishing.
We watched.
He caught a bunch of these little trout and was so disappointed they weren't bigger. Turns out they really don't grow much bigger because of low oxygen and other things. And then we ate some the very last day, and they were so GOOD!!! Best fish I've ever eaten in my life! And then we were really sad about all the fish Jared had caught and released.
We modeled.
Then continued on.
I love the mountains, and it was gorgeous.
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Did I ever tell you THANK YOU SO MUCH for taking so many of these pictures!!! I am so grateful to have pictures of Brett and I together!! And for setting this whole thing up and being so amazing and beautiful and awesome!!!!!!!
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