There's no sleeping in late with Bond.  Sun's up, then it's time to get up and play.



Here is what's left of the kitchen after Friday night's festivities...at least Walt's girlfriend wasn't passed out on the table.



The first order of business is fire and warmth!  Actually warmth wasn't that big of an issue this year as it was unseasonably warm.  I think this was the first year where I wasn't the only one wearing shorts.



I think the only people moving faster than a slow crawl at the camp were under the age of three.



Can we get some Federal Disaster Relief?



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