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| A handball tree. Now you know where they come from. |
Dave, Joanne, Chris, Zona and Mike, part way up the hill. |
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| We made it to the top, even if some of us had to be dragged along, kicking and screaming. |
Dave gets his head stuck in the gate. Everyone else imitates him to mock him. |
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| Snack time at the top. |
In the distance is Grant Lake, where we started. |
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| Sherman gives Kathy's wind-up chord a good pull to help her get going again. |
Chris giggles as Kathy seems to have stepped in something. |
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| Kathy tries to put her hat over her nose. The Mount Hamilton observatories are in the background. |
One of the many ponds and watering holes used by the wild boar. |
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| At the bottom of the mountain, looking back up. |
Looking down on Grant Ranch. |
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| Joanne power walks to get us back to the parking lot. |
