BOUNDARY PARTY / BACHELOR WATERS

An addendum to Katy's "Ben signals..." post. Here is what the actual signaling goodbye looked like.
The "Five Guys:" Left to right, Ben "Whoa that's a big leech" Sweeney, Greg "Oh Sure" Kornbluh, Ben "Yeah, it's deep enough" Lovehardstein, David "Youngblood" Love, and Adam "Did you see that Eagle poop?" Gerhardstein. Check out the sweet shirts they surprised me with!! They read:
BOUNDARY PARTY
BACHELOR WATERS
Don't get it? Sorry, that's your problem.

Highlights of the trip included the amazing shrinking food bag (we left the boundary waters with just gorp crumbs, a nut goodie candy bar, and some peanut butter and jelly), themed alcohol for each night's meal (pasta = wine, burritos = tequila, and falafel = jim beam - ok that last one doesn't quite work, but whatever); progressively higher cliff jumping adventures (I assure you none followed alcohol consumption) the highest being off of an island aptly named "The Rock" which topped out at about 30 feet; beautiful campsites and weather; 220 degree sauna-ing; and no naked women. It was bliss.