Before there was Dancing with the Stars, behold the Grand Tetons Dance-Off in Grand Tetons National Park! (Don't even try to figure out how this happened.)

The Yellowstone Toothbrush Battle to the Death in Yellowstone National Park (notice how Dave cheats to win at the end — so typical).

In our off time, we act like hardcore rappers ("idiots" is the word mom uses), here throwing gang signs at Canyonlands National Park in Utah.

Clearly an amateur hardcore rapper still, his gang sign apparently involves shooting himself in the head.

After he gunned himself down and fell off, I figured it was his problem to get back up.

My old Cessna 182 at the Grand Canyon airport, where we flew up from Phoenix, took a cab into the park, and had lunch on the rim. Dave's actually got a fake gold chain to go along with those gang signs.

Right over the Colorado River in the Grand Canyon. I questioned at this point how these airplane things actually stay in the air. (Helicopters, I can say, along with converting avgas into noise, simply beat the Earth into submission.)

Over Meteor Crater in Arizona on a different trip. The one thing I remember clearly about this flight was actually losing sight of the crater during maneuvering and hearing Dave exclaim "You can't find that?!"

Oddly enough, we weren't cast as the stars in Top Gun. However, when I did my high-altitude pilot training at Holloman Air Force Base in New Mexico, they actually asked for a copy of the video from this flight because it showed the adverse affects of hypoxia (altitude-induced euphoria, in particular). I neglected to tell them that we act like retards at sea level, too.

This would have to be Dave's first solo landing.

But hey, it happens to the best of us sometimes.

Approaching Yellowstone Lake over the national park, in Wyoming.

On the east side of the Grand Tetons.

And at 14,500 feet, going right over.

Ok, the altimeter actually reads 9,500 feet here, but this is a better picture.

Passing Mount Rushmore on a trip from New Mexico to Rapid City, South Dakota, for a week of camping in the Black Hills and Badlands National Park, then continuing on to Canada.

Not me or my picture, but a good perspective on the previous shot.