Evening on The Arch

Mike and I became heros to a group of Brownies who were out at the park for a trip. They were yelling at us from the meadow, and when I waved back at them, it sounded like a rock star (heh) had just come on the scene. We ran into them on the way down, and had to answer questions for a few minutes. Their chaperones said we had made their day, along with a semi driver who had honked at them on the way up.