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yes, we really do have an email address. try it, one of the committee members might write you back.

anyway. yosemite. at one point i described it as miserably wet and at another point i was on a bear hunt. i loved the group that went this year; such a cool mix of westmont and san francisco in one place.

we hiked upper yosemite falls and dear God i thought i was going to die. it is three and a half miles straight up. up. up. and with fortyfive minutes left in the hike, wimberly and i were making a pros and cons list for continuing or turning around. then a SIX YEAR OLD IN CONVERSE passed us as she was coming down the mountain. here i am, all twentyfour and in hiking boots, about to turn around. and she gave me hope. well, that and the fact that the con for turning around was our egos.

so many good memories from this trip:
courtney and my connection regarding all things her ridiculous brother.
sleeping next to julie and waking her up to the bear breaking open chris' backpack.
matt's incredible musical talent.
wimberly making everyone laugh, at all times.
the sugar bowl beverage.
the best camping meal chris has ever had.
hope and all her glory.
a new way to do s'mores.
the committee, in general.
hand warmers.
constantly being on the bear hunt.
wimberly burning her shoes.
hiking in the rain.
sleeping in the rain.
eating in the rain.
easter morning service by dan.
lying down in the meadow.
washing my face with freezing cold water.
not showering for eightyfour hours.
dan interrupting mine and courtney's slumber.
good conversation with nathan on the hike down.
secretly noticing the dj connection. wishing and hoping.
laughing with julie. in general.

and now for some photos.

this is upper yosemite falls. we hiked to the top. no joke.


group shot at the top.


wimbs burns her shoes.


easter morning service.


ending the weekend at the aleman's for easter dinner and an egg hunt.


more to come.