I think the locals call it “perched rock” or “balanced rock” or some lame thing like that. When I first saw it, I was about 3, and I dubbed it Friend Rock…I mean, look at it! Wouldn’t you want it to be your friend? It’s always been mine.
I paid too much money for a hoodie with Friend Rock on it. Worth every penny. I would have paid twice as much.
K had to set up this fancy shot, but if you zoom in, you see the dog is going ballistic (she thinks K is leaving us), and I’m screaming at her to take the @$%^ picture already.
