Several years ago, at a Beaver Mountain Ski Resort banquet (where my brother-in-law worked as a ski instructor), he was officially awarded the title "Mr. Beaver Mountain". I've always felt that a title like that should come with a calendar -- you know, like Miss Makita, etc. So, I'm finally getting around to making the unofficial one. Don't worry, the pictures are all from my sister and very G-rated -- there's not a bikini or six pack to be seen.
Anyway. It's just fun to have a reason to mess around with Photoshop for hours on end. I hope the end result is what I have in mind. I'm taking it to the printers tomorrow. Wish me luck . . .