When I met you in the Summer…

In Nome, one of the favorite things to do during the summer (besides fish, pick berries, and jump off bridges into rivers, so I’m told) is rally the fourwheelers and head out for an afternoon of bone-jarring fun. 

    One such day, a week or two ago, my posse of friends decided to head out for a beach campfire and weenie roast by way of fourwheeler. It was a lovely day, and fun was had by all. We pulled up next to this darling old Ford truck, and could not help but commence with a mini photo session. These pictures are a result.   

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