Wall Arch. The one that fell this year.
The guys under Wall Arch.
After we were done hiking we stopped into town to look at the souvenir shops. Kenta had to find some cool Kokopellli stuff. Manuel was glad to be on flat ground. And Beau had to get his coffee. Peace out brotha! It is such a sad feeling to be heading home. Everything comes to an end and everyone goes their separate ways. We had fun, made memories, and really got to know each other. I hope to keep this Moab trip a tradition to go to every year. Thanks all you guys that came on the trip. You crazy fools all make me smile.
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