We went up to our Boles trailer this weekend. Tom’s son Thomas joined us to fix up his hunting shack. We arrived Friday night (and had to replace a flat tire on the motorcycle trailer), and the skies were clear. But Saturday the winds shifted and the smoke came in.
Steve loves the cabin. He looks like he is in his element.
Here is Tom and Steve with the smoke rolling in.
A large helicopter flew through the smokey valley, presumably going to one of the fires to the east of us.
My niece Loki joined us to practice riding on the dirt.
Her husband Isaac was there. He enjoyed riding a quad and petting Steve.
My Dad was there enjoying time with his family.
Steve and Rocky explored the woodpile for chipmunks. (You can see how much more smoke there is)
Loki and Isaac relaxed in the hammock.
Most of us went riding Saturday morning. I got a flat tire that Tom fixed. Saturday my brother Greg and his woman Sue arrived. I baked a Sicilian Pistachio Cake.
I also made rhubarb compote by baking the stalks with some honey.
Everyone but Sue and myself went riding, and we got to hang out and shuck peas. After they returned Tom grilled our pork chops while I boiled our potatoes and steamed our peas. Then we all assembled for an outdoor meal along with the yellow jackets.
After dinner we had the cake and compote for dessert under a red sun.
After dinner we collected around Dad’s 12 volt TV outside and watched the Seahawks lose. We called it “our campfire”.
And now we are heading through the smoke back home. We all had a nice time, but the smoke and the bees were annoying.