I stayed Sunday night at the ranch; Kim volunteered to haul me out to the Bambi blind for a last attempt. No piggies.
I left 7 am Monday, did 875 miles to Kearney (J. James born there) for the evening. Then today, 760 more miles to the Keweenaw Peninsula, arriving home an hour ago. Total round-trip distance: 3384 miles. Leroy, who did 6-700 more than that, apparently has an iron bottom.
Eleven of the Point brews survived the weekend; Canadian beer is stiff competition.
The blue tape looked pretty spiffy on that line-up of barrels, don't you think?
