Konrad and I headed out into the wilds of the Bend area wilderness to snap some photos. We were stuck in the desolation that is the the Deschutes National Forest literally hundreds of feet from the car. In pure isolation with the only interruption being the constant flood of people. After surviving our grand trek from the comfort of the west side this was the result.
Though after this outing I think Konrad should be named "Konrad of the Jungle" because he will hurl his body towards any tree at any speed with little regard for the consequences. If the tree misses him he'll give it another opportunity to succeed. Thanks for running laps for me Konrad.
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