that's a terrible scan of a picture taken on the beach at kirk creek. i remember putting the point+shoot pentax on a wobbly tripod and carefully setting the timer. then i made a mad dash over to the crowd and pretended to look like i belong.
i forget when this camping trip took place. may 2002, may be? i do remember, though, seeing jg do a series of spontaneous drunken somersaults in the moonlight. and of course, i can still hear all the crude commentary about beeze and hannes sharing the same tent.
