Wednesday, June 27, 2007

 

Trip up the Big Sur coast

Grammie, Kent, Heidi, and I had a great trip up the coast. We laughed so hard that Heidi's abs started hurting, I was wheezing, Kent was crying, and Grammie was crossing her legs and yelling for us to stop it or we'd all be sorry! Of course, 90% of the humor was scatological...what else do you expect from Kent??

Here are a couple of photos from the coast






Friday, June 15, 2007

 

Coming soon Larry & Dennis Photo Web Page



Monday, June 11, 2007

 

Bike race


We were headed back from Sea Ranch and saw a lot of people lining the road, setting up lawn chairs, etc. We stopped in Bodega Bay to ask a couple what they were waiting for. THE BIKE RACE! (...fool...) We drove out of town and around the highway just past the golf course turnoff and waited. I had time to set up my tripod and my new long lens. About 20 min later the peloton started coming around the bend about a mile away. I was able to get a front shot just as they made a turn about 40 yards away. This is the result.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

 

Some New Pics of the Boyz...

Have we mentioned that we LOVE bubbles?













Hi Daddy, I Think I like to eat al fresco.




















You want me to do what in here? (l)

I might have made a slight mis-calculation, can I get an assist? (r)




Yes, I'm sure I don't want to do that! Please get me out of here! NOW!!!!











Anyone but ME see a problem with this???














Mommy and Evan feeling the same way about piggy back rides!

















What do you mean, "What did we do today????"











I wish these people would feed me, my foot isn't all that tasty.






















Can you guess what is happening here?

A) Ryan is auditioning for "So You Think You Can Dance"?

B) Ryan cruising around his friends' birthday party looking for chicks?

C) Ryan out for an everyday, every second walk about?








Ryan LOVES making chocolate chip cookies with Nana, he is considering a culinary career.


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