Adam and Jack took their bikes.
When the officials saw the size of our group, and the number of bikes, they came to pester us about a group permit. But eventually, they settled for giving us a lecture about safety, and let us go.
Sam showing how studly he is be beating everyone up the first cinder cone.
Atop the first hill, looking off to the South.
Looking Northeast.
Only one (live) tree up there.
Adam and his buddy Calvin.
A few of the group descending that first hill.
All those bikes are from our group.
Sam, atop Snow Cone.
Jann, emerging from the rubble at Broken Top.
Down in the cave at Broken Top.
On the trail to Indian Cave.
Indian Cave is a collapsed lava tube, that was, perhaps 20 feet tall at the highest.
Also Indian Cave.
Adam peed his pants. (Or spilled his water.)
Broken lava bubble.
Sam descending into Boy Scout Cave.
Calling it a day, and heading for a picnic supper.
