Here are a few photos from me and James Deen’s camping trip!

I try to behave myself on our annual camping trip – I mean, there are like kids around everywhere and shit… but I found a few moments in my oh-so-wholesome schedule to get all topless flash you some Joanna Angel boob.

Well here are some incredibly unattractive photos of me. I don’t even know why I am showing them to you! Maybe it’s a test. If you still think I am hot AFTER looking at these, well then….

…I uh… well then I know you really love Joanna Angel for who I am!

Alright it’s cool you don’t really have to love me for who I am – I just wanted to show these to you guys. For the past three years- me and James Deen have taken a little camping trip together for about a week. It’s healthy. It helps me clear my head.

This is a national monument known as “Devils’ Postpile”

Here I am incredibly early in the morning with a fishing pole. I did not catch any fish- but I carried the pole around so I could fit in with the other fisherman up at that hour. I know you are totally jealous of my bright orange jacket- and my purple hooded sweatshirt. Maybe someone should submit this to Vice and see if Joanna Angel can make the “fashion do’s” with this.

I know you have seen me and James Deen fucking- but have you seen us camping!

It is pretty bad ass… as you can see.

One day we went on this ridiculous 12 mile hike- this was what was at the top of the Mountain. I think this was at about mile number 5- so we were not that haggard looking yet.

It was pretty neat like, for the first few miles- we saw nothing but parents with their athletic healthy kids and dogs. Then for the next few miles, it was just adults. Then after that- it was nothing but crazy mountain people. Anyone who passed us had long beards, huge backpacks, and when we made small talk with any of them they told us that this had been day 5 or 6 of their hike. They were all a little confused that people took that particular trail as a day hike. I mean, it was kind of amazing. I was so high up- it was incredibly quiet, the water was crisp and cold- I was really far from civilization. I mean you could twitter me, email me, call me, text me, and straight up just scream my name out for a few hours and none of them would have worked. There was something very soothing about that.

For a short moment I thought- man… maybe I should just stay here and maybe I could really be one of these mountain freaks? I mean, I like eating some stuff from cans, and I don’t mind sleeping outside. I really don’t like bug bites- and that would be a problem but I bet I could get used to them. I thought about how I could make mountain porno with dudes who have not showered in ages and ate nothing but nuts fish from the river- and chicks who um… probably look quite similar to the dudes.

But then the hike ended and I really wanted a nice cooked meal…. a shower, and my cell phone.

It was good to go to that place in my head for a few hours though.

xoxox

Joanna Angel