Pants at Lake Powell (6/23)

Lake Powell wasn't about to hault the progress I was making in lazer hair removal so I ended up wearing pants for the entire trip (and for an entire AZ summer)! It was pretty ridiculous but worthwhile. 

Rest assured, the covered leg lady still had a wonderful time! Lake Powell tends to be that way with: lizard catching, carefree hair days, massive food buffets, the slalom emerging from retirement, kayak strolls, game nights, reading books in the shade, jeering for tricks, etc...