This is half the flock that rafted 45 miles down the Rogue River. Most of the hot pink was covered by helmets and personal flotation devices ( no longer called "life savers"). However, when on shore we were preened to perfection.
This is year 25 for these singularly silly flockings. Now daughters are now getting ready to be initiated into this August ( but more often winter) gatherings.
Flamingees do it with flair and, more importantly, on one leg with one knee bent (backwards, no less).
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