Victory Background story: So I was out on Skyline trail again with my buddy Jim. As we approached the top of the hill, we heard some rustling in the trees below us. Watching carefully, I saw the white tail of a dear flash through an opening in some branches. I jumped back down the rockface to try and catch another glimpse of the dear, leaving poor Jim and his gripless, worn-out sneakers behind.

Sadly I did not see said deer again, however on my way back up told Jim to strike a pose. This is the result. Not a deer, but a Jim. Just as good.