The Provo Koa was a funny and shall I say Jeff Foxworthyesque camp ground. You know you're a red neck when...or more accurately, you know you're in Provo when... Actually it wasn't that bad and our group can make camping fun in any setting.

My niece Mia, breaking in her Barbie Fishing Pole

For the first time in his 9 years, our dog Cruiser got his feet wet willingly. Good job Duke!

Nothing beats a yummy steak and a cold beer!


Git-R-Done!
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