Since there's not much else to do in Idaho, we've been jumping off bridges lately.
We went with some friends (Tyson, Girl Brett, Matt) to the Fall River to swim around. When you jump in the water it carries you pretty quickly downstream.
Okay, so my friends and I transform into 12-year-old boys when we're together. That's my only explanation for these next three pictures of us throwing the log in the river and riding down together. I think our wives just sit back and laugh at us while we do stuff--oh, actually, Barbara just told me this: "No, you give us instructions on how you want us to take pictures of you."