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Sometimes, we forget how lucky we are to live in these beautiful mountains, but Kiska shows us how to sniff this good mountain air.
Sniiiiiiiiiiiiff. Ahhhhhhh!
Big sis – this is the life!
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It’s hard for me teu fully appreciate the beautiful mountains and the fresh mountain air when in the company of teu such gorgeous girls! Juss saying…
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Ayla sez: Maybe what Kiska is smelling is the water from that what looks like a fountain in the parking area down below. Ahhhhhh, good, clean water and good clean mountain air. What a combination!
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Beautiful view.