Saturday, May 28, 2011
The campsite above was about as perfect as it could get, especially as we were the only ones there.
I'm sure, come July, it's busy and crazy, but for one perfect evening, it was just us -- having a late night fire along the shore of Lake Besser, with no one for company but the geese and their newly hatched babies.
P.S. The golfers came home. Thunder and lightning don't mix well with metal clubs. But, as they know, there's always tomorrow.