You just never expect fresh flowers on a camping trip, but with these folks its a must.
I loved the drizzly weather and if it were not for the 50 mph wind warning from the ex-hippie snake wrangler campsite host living in a winne, I would have so enjoyed being there another night.
(with that said, it was soooo nice waking up in my bed Sunday morning)
For me it is a bit of a last hurrah as it will be the last camping trip of Luke's tenor at Hedgerow. But not the last camping trip, oh no
...and not the last camping trip for me either.
If you have comments leave them, photos you want posted, send them, otherwise see ya round the clubhouse.
photos courtesy of Frank