Testosterone levels peaked today on the Conodoguinet (con-a-da-GWIN-et) river, as the Johnson and Zimmer-Naef boys combined for a little canoe outing. It was raining on and off, so we cut out ponchos from kitchen bags.
We anchored up on an island for a little exploring. Onlookers must have thought we were conducting some kind of weird child baptismal ceremony.
What's inside that clam shell?
Awesome!
Damon turns up the action.
Good thing they're wearing those ponchos.
