Madeline ponders the meaning of life, the vastness of the cosmos, and that cloud that kinda looks like a penis.
Wet nuts.
The top of yet another waterfall. One of many tempting spots to leap from. Except I hear it's not as fun as they make it out to be in Romancing the Stone. And they had a car. And a Danny Devito at the bottom.
I just love the word 'gorge'. GORGE!
Green is the official color of Oregon. I never figured out why.
The Columbia River divides one section of trees from another. They were once brothers, thick as thieves. But have drifted apart over the years. Get it, because of the water! Drifting! I'm hilarious.
Horsetail falls. This is actually from behind this waterfall. Nifty eh.
This is where I insert a joke about Madeline really having to pee.
As Madeline said while we were there; all this shot needs now is a unicorn and a rainbow and it'd be perfect.
Water as a stream of light. Poser.
Ok, so I may have taken quite a few shots of this thing.
Realizing that if this really were a horse, I'd be staring up at the horse's business; I was suddenly very happy this wasn't a real horse.
Sean sits, transfixed by the idea of a never-ending shower.
The world's most painful slip n slide.
