I got up slowly today. The big urn of coffee was on in the garage, although Boomer had to go through some gyrations to get the power working very early this morning. But he got 'er done and it was good stuff. He made some huge waffles using an iron like those you find in the breakfast nook of a budget motel. I admire those who can use them because my only attempt ended up with waffle pieces seemingly permanently stuck to the surface and the attendant glaring at me as if to suggest I should leave the cooking to others. Ryan's creation suffered no such fate and was an excellent start to the day.
As others gathered for breakfast, I did a little blog work while Flattop, an experienced Android phone user, gave Sandy some pointers on using her Samsung Galaxy Tablet. Scotty and Marlene, who had gone home for the night, rolled in again while Heather Emailed to say she and Tom were on their way from Woodstock.
Games done, the crew set up around the fire pit and swapped storied until rain (the first rain in weeks) started falling. Some retired while a few of us adjourned to the garage. I ended up talking snowmobiles and trailers with avid sled head Flattop. About 1:00 AM, we called it quits and I watched Boomer set up the big coffee urn. Then it was off to bed.