It's annual conference this week, which means a few things. Chaos in camp. A bossman only periodically on site. And Shorty's here, meaning the three men in my life are all under one roof for a couple nights.
|The third being my furry nephew, Barney.|
It also means Shorty decided to entertain some of our young guests with his latest hobby: a radio-controlled car that can go faster than the cars going through camp. And leaves its own tread marks.
|This was a fraction of a second before I had to jump.|
|Also, it brakes reeeeally well.|
Add in a clear sky and grilled steak and you have a pretty excellent evening.
Life is good.