Moab, Utah, this place never ceases to amaze me. Every so often I travel West to play in the desert with some wonderful people and I always find myself on adventures like the ones you'll see below. The Monkey's were the ones who introduced me to Highlining, Basejumping, Climbing, Insane Ropeswinging, and more. The activities each are involved in are so complex and diverse, the list seems to go on and on. One fact remains the same though and that is that each desert dwelling friend absolutely loves living life. These pictures were from one of those trips West of the Rockies where we spent the day in the sun laughing, rigging, walking lines, scaring ourselves by jumping off of 400 foot cliffs, and hugging one another as the sun set low on the horizon.
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Back to more Central America photos. On this part of the trip we began to trek inland and ended up on the Pacific side before catching a flight home. The little boy in the photos towards the end was the hostel cooks son in Nicaragua. When we arrived he was sleeping on a yoga mat and as we signed in he began to stir. He started stretching and threw himself into a few yoga poses. We watched him curiously until he stopped and wanted to play. He would walk around, steal our noses, and throw them out into the jungle! We couldn't stop laughing and smiling with him as he played tricks and giggled. More friends, more hostels, more oceans, hope you enjoy!