Last weekend Kristen and her work buddies decided to enter a river boat race on the French Broad River. They thought it would be a fun way to spend an hour or so, but it turned into a 6 hour fight for survival.
I sat at the finish line with my 300mm zoom to the horizon waiting for them, but eventually I got word that they were a few hours behind schedule.
So I went down town where Goombay festival was taking place.
This parade went all over Asheville.
Then back to the finish line where all but four of the boats had completed the race. Still no Kristen.
While I was waiting I chilled by the river with my new homie.
Finally the speed racers make an appearance.
Kristen was so burnt she barely even shows up in the pictures.
Most of the way they got out and pushed since the French Broad is only a few feet deep and their paddling skills were not so up to par.
Happy to be on land.
Viscious tan lines
Sweet hydration
Over it.
yeah, over it. im just bummed i missed goombay.
sick. good job, french broads.
hella cleavage
ditto to molnar
where the fuck is the picture of us from your trip out here? did our one afternoon of friendship mean more to me than it did to you?
I wanted to use it, but it was sooo blury that you could barely make out who it was.