i'll never forget the day Mount St. Helens blew her top off. i was about 4 years old and my brothers just newborns. We lived out in Boring, Oregon (about 87.2 miles and over 2 hours drive away) and even from that distance, i remember walking outside that morning to find everything covered in ash. it wasn't unlike a light snow dusting, though more gray.... And ashey, respectively.
Recently we took a drive up to Helens because Peter had never been before. We had a day filled with spelunking, swimming, driving, hiking, the whole works.
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that is so awesome that you put a mini slide show on your blog! i liked seeing all the pictures!
Buck, nice retrieving skills! Your friend, Cooper Schultz. :O>
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