Natural Bridges - April 2017

Frequency, leading the charge into the water.

Upon encountering not a waist high creek, but a rushing river, Explorers earned their redshirts by diving into the literal deep and declaring the resounding battle cry: Hold my flag! We came in search of rock dragons, and left with beautiful stories of haunted picnic baskets, the fundamental olfactory qualities of "eau de bat," new understandings of the infamous rock dragons (and their closest cousin, the wood dragon, which apparently protects itself by finding poison oak patches). It was exhilarating, beautiful and fun.