We started out with a GPS, coordinates, a hint, and... alot of unnecessary attitude.
We had a little difficulty with the GPS's at first... hence the confused look...
So while some were figuring out the GPS... Others input electronic symbols of love into their phones to be sent to lovers... cough* Heidi* cough
And others were having Wild West style shoot-outs with their cameras!
Finally we were on our way... but ended up stopping every 13.5 seconds to take pictures of the different flora and fauna sprawled across the butte.
One of the flora.
Another of the flora.
And even with our constant rest stops some of us began to lose our minds...
But there was no need to fear...
...for our ever vigilant leader was never too far away.
Soon the object we desired loomed into sight, nestled atop a high spire.
And after a quick climb we finally reached it.
The Pink Box of Doom, in which was housed an angry little lamb held captive by the menacing Bo Peep.
We found evidence of Bo Peep's cruelties in a small bag... this poor snake was butchered by Bo Peep in a fit of rage.
And there was some pretty stuff sometimes.... blah...
