Alex regrets ever asking Tobin where he was hiding that salami meat this whole time.
Those matte paintings just keep getting bigger and bigger.
Birds tried to steal our lunch on numerous occasions the third day of our trip. So we killed a bird, stuffed it with regular cheerios (not honey-nut. we're not monsters), and placed it back on a branch. We could think of no better warning to future flocks.
Andy (to himself): Must not grab Steve's ankles and dangle him over crevice, must not....
Paka had never seen chipmunk testicles that big before.
Right in the middle of an actual argument about directions, Alex and I document the scene, just in case we're asked about it in court sometime later.
The makeshift sign promising an escalator all the way up was a lie. You actually have to HIKE the whole thing! What nerve.
This waterfall didn't have a "if you fall, you WILL die" sign near it. We were pretty sure that meant it was safe. The parachute we had made out of trashbags and candy wrappers would finally get some use.
You'd be surprised what kind of workout you get running from rabid billy goats.
A storm rolled in preventing anyone from getting to the top of half-dome. Apparently up in the 'wild country', people get electricity for free in the form of 'lightning'. And water for free in the form of 'rain'. We're pretty sure PG&E or SCE will put a stop to this archaic competition soon though.
Alex thought he could hide from the view of the camera in Jen's ear. Tobin surreptitiously discovers a hole in the bottom of the tent.
Melissa: Take the damn picture! This wedgie is killing me.
Alex thought no one was watching when he snuck off to the lake on the second day of hiking. He never counted on the fact that we'd pull a "Pippi Longstockings" and eat his clothes so he'd be forced to run about comically without a stitch on. Genius.
Steve, upset with the incoming storm and nature's steep inclines, decided it was time for payback.
