I moved the Gypsy Wagon to Hotel Lake this morning and no sooner had I pulled the truck away then I hear the traditional honking of the horn as Micha and Alex came within sight of the campground. Generally, being the first to arrive and last to leave, I never get to honk my horn at anyone. Oh well, I do get the longest stay!
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| Lee Bay is still as we enjoy our morning coffee. |
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| Sanding boards to prepare them for painting. |
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| A great way to wash dusty plastic lawn chairs. |
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| Ham Dinner at Grandma's house. |
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| Save that turtle! |
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| A quick evening paddle to check on the pair of Loon's floating with their noses tucked under their wings and it is time to say, "Good night!" |
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