Tim and Taylor become one with nature

So Taylor and I, being the city slickers that we are, decided to make a short jaunt to Glacier National Park is Western Montana to see if we could see some cool shit. We totally did. Here is photographic evidence of our finds:

A totally radical deer hanging out right behind our camp spot!



A piss-taking mountain goat!



A big horn sheep, who, for the record, had huge balls!



Taylor "what's with this goat" St. Clair!



We also took a 6-mile hike to get to this glacial lake.




Taylor dared me to jump in, and if I did, she would follow. So I stripped down to my skivvies, and jumped into to a barely above freezing lake. I've never experienced anything so cold in my life. It was only about 75 degrees out, too. Like Lucy pulling the football from beneath Charlie Brown's outstretched leg, Taylor totally punked me. She pussed out and didn't get in. I had to sit there and drip dry. If I catch pneumonia, I'm blaming her. Here's me being really cold. Those white spots in the background are small glaciers that drip ice cold water into the lake. Awesome.