One Finished - Another Coming

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The Rhododendron Festival has passed. It was a mad house, so I understand. I have to go on second hand reports because I was not there for most of it.

My brudda, and his wife Kathy, joined me, Jim G, and his wife Lisa, Jerry, Don B, and his wife Becky, and Don M, and we all left town on our motorcycles. Unfortunately, my wife stayed in town to man the food booth at the Festival to raise money through hotdog and hamburger sales for her favorite charity.

The ride was a loop of about 200 miles through the inland wine country and farm lands. Just beautiful, and the weather was perfect. It consumed most of the day as we just had to stop and eat, stop and drink, and just stop to take in the views.

Following the ride, my wife and I hosted an unplanned barbecue from the deck over looking the Thought Dock. It was our first shindig ever on the deck. Jerry's wife, Dianna, and my brudda in law, Jim, joined in pushing the total to about a dozen. It went well for something spur of the moment. I creamed the burgers, but the whole sockeye salmon that my brudda brought, and the dogs and sausage were great. That went well into the evening and I was pooped out.

Sunday was the finale of the Festival. My wife marched in the parade in support of her charity. It was her first time ever to be a part of a parade. She was excited and did well. I watched from the sidewalk. And then it ended and we took naps.

And now, the Memorial Day weekend is upon us, and a 4-day ride is in the works. So now I've got to get to the Thought Dock to figure that out.