We decided while we were going to school that we did not do or see enough of the things that Laramie had to offer. So when we moved to our current location we decided that we wanted to see everything that we could (granted, there isn't much to see here). So, our big weekend getaway was to go to a place called Boar's Tusk. It is an ancient volcanic shaft surrounded by seas of sand dunes. It took us around 45 minutes to drive out there. The coolest part was that the area is really flat and right in the middle is a huge spire of rock, which is Boar's Tusk.
Here is a landscape photo. Adam swore that he saw some aliens and a UFO on top, but then realized that we were in the wrong part of Wyoming.
Camille is standing at the base of a large dune. In the background was the Tusk. For living right in the middle of the desert, it was actually quite beautiful.
Adam tried his best to blend into the environment by imitating Boar's Tusk. It did not work and all he did was stick out like a soar thumb.
Camille got all artsy and took some pretty neat photos of the sand. While she was taking some photos, Adam was like a little boy an kept running, rolling, and jumping in the sand.
Some might be mistaken after looking at these pictures that we live in a tropical climate, and that the ocean should be on the other side of Camille. Once you have been here though, you would know the only things on the other side of Camille would be a collection of antelope and sage brush.
The Dunes were so large that Camille was almost drown out. She too was attempting to imitate Boar's Tusk. She was a bit more successful, but not quite.
The little boy that Adam is could not resist jumping off the sides of the dunes. He said when he was a Ricks he would go to the Dunes with some friends and they would do the same thing. So, here is Adam jumping....
Here is Adam landing....
And, here is Adam trying to run back up the hill so he could do another jump. Notice how ripped his calf muscles are. He said all good athletes run in the sand, as he pounded his chest with pride.
By the end of the day, Adam was so covered in sand that it was stuck to his face, in his hair, and there was over an inch and half of sand in his shoes. Adam is showing off how covered in sand he was...his hand and knuckles were imbedded with sand, but you can see where his wedding ring was.
After Camille was able to coral Adam, we went on a hike up in the cliffs. At some point there must have been some Native Americans in the area because all the cliff's walls were covered with petroglyphs. Here is Adam showing off a large elk or deer that had been carved into the cliff face.
This was the most distinct carving of an indian on a horse with a spear. Camille was ready to carve something in the wall to show she could be a good squaw, and then take the pictures to the Mountain Man Rendezvous next year, but Adam calmed her down.
This was the most distinct carving of an indian on a horse with a spear. Camille was ready to carve something in the wall to show she could be a good squaw, and then take the pictures to the Mountain Man Rendezvous next year, but Adam calmed her down.
Here it is cut and sliced. We measured the cake to be 1 ft. in diameter, 6 inches thick, weighing 10 lbs. That is a man's cheesecake. If you think that is a big cake, you should check out their sandwiches. 
Camille is happy to be eating the cake now, but as soon as we got in the car she complained that she would have to go to the gym an extra day that week (fyi: We took home a couple of pieces and did not go to the gym any extra days that week).
Adam did his best impersonation of Jim Bridger, but the blue shirt and khaki shorts just didn't get the job done.
Here are some real Mountain men, and a pioneer woman (how the heck did she get there!!?). If you look closely you can see the dude on the left is wearing a pirate hat. Adam got very concerned because the lines between mountian men and pirates were very blurred. Acutally, Adam's theory is that the Rendezvous is just a big gathering of weirdos who dress up in whatever they can find. There were people with kilts on; there were people with no clothes on; there were people dressed as pirates, as indians, and cowboys, and civil war guys. You name it, they were there and they were strange.
Adam, once again, attempting to blend in to the crowd. Obviously, one of these kids is not like the others.
We actually ran into a family from our ward. They were kind enough to take a picture of us and did not judge us for not dressing up like pirates or drunks in leather.
Camille really wanted to be Pocahontas. She was ready to sign up for Squaw duty and live in a teepee.
The highlight of the day was right before we left we decided that we would get a funnel cake. If you have never had one, you are missing out on life. It is pretty much like a doughnut batter dripped into hot grease. It taste so good, and like everything else we ate that weekend, is soooo good for you.
The late 80's, early 90's introduced Camille to a feathered look. It took her hours of teasing and drying to get this perfection. We especially like the fluffy white sweater she is wearing. What you don't see in the picture is her neon pink trapper keeper. During her math class she took the liberty to write "Bon Jovi" with hearts all over it. 
Adam's face didn't quite fit into this picture, but it was too funny to not include. He looks like the biggest nerd on the planet. Actually, Camille is convinced this is Adam during his first year of college. Can you hear Adam saying, "My favorite dungeons and dragons character is...." 
