So here we find our soaked survivors of the Williams Lake hike.
First me modeling the latest in plastic tabards. Note the flared shoulders, the tight bodice, the daring use of double vents.
Thirdly, Williams Lake without the tourists. Picture the silence of the scene, followed by the hiss of hail as it crosses the water.
Lastly, the happy ending, strip steaks on their way to the grill.
Lo — members of the Loyal Order of the Mountain Knights of the Black Plastic Tabard !
Oh, man. I miss Snow Bear. I wanna go back. And very stylin’ there in those tabards.
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