There was campfires and guitar playing and lots of great conversation. And the food. There was so much great food. If memory serves me correctly, Mike got the only yellow card of Friday evening. LOL.
Saturday had the adults playing horseshoes, and the kids playing mini-golf.
Even the shelter was hopping busy with guitar playing and singing on Saturday night.
I’m sure I forgot a few things, but that’s the jist of it, I guess.