On the lake on a fantabulous September day.
From the boat we spotted this eagles' aerie way up in a tall tree.
What's wrong with this picture? Hint: do you see any people? What's wrong is that most of the group piled into autos and went to some shopping venue. Not me. Well, to their credit, they were not gone long and for the most part they bought next to nothing.
Around the campfire.
By the light of the slivery moon. And the setting sun.
There's a badge one seldom sees these days. The camp host had a '55 Ford. Nice looking old vehicle.
The five days were perfect in every way. The weather was sunny and warm in the daytime, cool and dry at night. The compadres were congenial and, to coin a phrase, a good time was had by all.