“It was June and it was hot.” That’s how our favorite pirate song begins. It also sets the stage for our latest trip to the hunting lodge. But even the sweltering heat didn’t stop us from making new friends- or keep us from playing music with old friends.
Dale's hog. Don't feed it chocolate cake.
Jammin'
The barbecue chicken was finger-lickin’ good to the bone as was the harmony of a traveling troupe of gospel singers who stopped by. We didn’t catch their names but they were friendly folks and a talented group.
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