Some good guys got together and headed up to Camp Tepeyac in Prescott, AZ, to celebrate Matt’s bachelor party a week before his wedding. The highlight of the trip was a ruthless day of paint ball. To be clear, the only real marksman out there were Bart the Army Ranger, and Ennie and Paul, two Southern boys who hunt. The rest of us made it up as we went along.
Being so high in the mountains gave me a preview of autumn. At night it was in the low 60s, maybe in the 50s. It felt good to put on a jacket in September.