Sunday, August 17, 2014


We kick off the week with wacky weather and a minor horde of golfers.

This is one of my favorite weeks as far as camps go. It's a group of guys that turn up each year to golf for three days and eat very well. Which means ... I get to eat very well. (And take it relatively easy in the middle of the day.)

There are other high points, too. Men's groups tend to be the friendliest, most grateful, and most relaxed groups we have. It's just the way it goes.

In the meantime, we also got a classic Black Hills storm today -- a downpour, a torrent of hail, and a weird swath cut through the Hills that stretched at least 25 miles wide but possibly not more than 5 miles north-south. Because ... that happens.

If you think that maybe I'm hitting a writer's block point, you would be right.

So there's the weather.

And now off I go again.

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