








Less than 2 minutes before the first one got wet, but that's why we're there!
The diggers are at it!
"You guys aren't getting wet, right?"

"Okay, here comes another one!"
Steve
Tom
Steve testing the depth.
Jeff's turn...
My brother!
"Hey Dad, bet you couldn't cut this down with your Leatherman!"
"Dad, look at Jeff's head."
The tide came in and we saw some of the rough surf too.

"Hi Mom!"
"Okay, I think I see another one coming in!"
"Look, there's one!"
"Alright guys, that's close enough!"
"How about another log?"
"Hi guys, what are you doing?"
"Hey Jeff, what are you doing?" (They often call each other there own names - no idea why...)



Bet you didn't know Bob was the best chessman in the neighborhood, eh?
Good thing this wasn't a ram...
"Jeff, please only pet the end that bites."

"Horse riding" in the stable.

Having fun outside the monkey cages. Ironic, isn't it?

This a 10" x 14" wasp hive in the ground that Bob disturbed when he was powerwashing in shorts & a T-shirt. It only took a trip to the ER to recover from a numberof bites.

He wasn't taking any chances this time... It was in the mid 90s this day. No more wasps now.
Our trip to Eagle Crest (Central Oregon). The guys rode about 8 miles in about 95+ degrees. Dad was elected to ride back (uphill) and get the van to pick everyone back up again. Another celebration with cake and popsicles!!! The pool was a welcomed site too. There was a really neat river running through the backyard down to the lake near the pool.
Can you tell we don't have cable at home??

