It’s good to be back.
I dropped off some gear and hit a little. The girls are off on their own because I refused to spend time with Deb today.
It’s beautiful outside but because of all the rain last night hiking would be a muddy affair. I spent some of the morning picking up the hundreds of sticks that were blown out of the birch tree. The place is kind of a mess. The power went out around two or three and we were all up. The girls lit a candle and we sat in the semi-darkness waiting for the lights to come one. After about an hour they did.
I’m going to look at motorcycles.