Our day to go get beat up by our friend John, the dermatologist, and his canister of liquid nitrogen. In a matter of moments he can make it look like you had a bicycle crash and landed on your face. (Funny thing though, a week later all those little dry and sore spots, the reason we went there in the first place, will be gone.) Back at Saint Vrain State Park, a bald eagle soared overhead.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
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