Our little Mexican enjoying some rays at Curtis' pad, our overnight stay:
Would you believe, the Chester Park?
Mossy Creek, belting out some sweet Bluegrass:
About 100 people attended, most found a spot in the shade to enjoy the Banjo music:
Sierra Nevada had a nice presence, as the title sponsor:
Cooling off my feet in the Feather River, brew in hand:
The fly and Old Man River:
I lost count, but I'm thinking I topped about 20 tastes, which was just enough. Luckily, Susan managed to get Big Hank back to Curtis' pad in time for me to enjoy a nice nap.
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