Greta told us to take a picture of her looking heroically off into the distance. So after we did, Mallory and I thought, Hey...
...We want to do that too!
Some parts of the hike were treacherous. Like this part, where we had to go through nettles and I got pricked by one of the bastards.
More pastoral-view goodness.
Horsie! He's shifted his sheet all around, probably rolling in that delicious expanse of grass. 
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