
Wow, just wow. Gordon after a swim near Big Beaver Creek. Okay, ladies, that's enough staring, move on.

One of the most beautiful camp spots in the world, yes? At Tenmile Island.

Jillian paddling with North Cascades views.

A rapid on Big Beaver Creek that Gordon wanted to try running in the canoe. Jillian said...um...no.

What we did when we weren't paddling, hiking or swimming. Gordon reading Agatha Christie. Note: The murderer wasn't who we thought! Damn red herrings!
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