Flashback Friday

March 1985, Tanque Verde Falls, Tucson AZ

I remember there was still a definite chill in the air that March morning. I believe this was the third time Bernie and I had come to the falls, and while he had no trouble stripping down completely, I was still far too reserved to go flashing my bits to the world (even though everyone else in the canyon was buck naked).

Of course all that changed over the summer, and despite the treacherous trails to get deep into the canyon, it was worth it.

"Go ahead. I know you want to. And you don't even have to stand up."