Time for a breather.
Sorry we haven't been around, but it is officially spring, you understand. The annual "Spring Freakout" has formally gotten underway, and the days are fast becoming a blur of boats, planes rivers and creeks, with snippets of food, sleep, and the barest hint of civilized discourse thrown into the mix.
Seeing as how our command of clever syntax has temporarily abandoned us this spring for a more rudimentary system of grunting and pointing as a form of communication, we'll leave it up to the pics to do our talking.
Another plane, another boat, another day tomorrow...