A Scrapas' Springbreak
You could say we're into the Vegas climbin' scene.
Frolicking on Jean Roach Dry Lake Bed.
To the painted rocks!
Gallivanting among the rocks and the joshua trees.
It's not always a bad thing when you can't find the crag.
Gnarly day in the H20, ridin' waves – and doing too many hand stands.
An evening and a sunset at the cliffs.
Last one before the batteries conked out for the week. We all hit many waves and played violent frisbee aplenty. No better way to spend the last day– no other photos needed.
To and for the best band of gigglin' gals I know – your'e great. Love you long time. -co
