Deer camp

Here are R "the Puppita" and yours truly at the B's deer camp this past October. We went up for dinner and took the pup along. There were several other dogs there, too. As we drove in, my father-in-law exclaimed, "Well, everyone and his dog is here now." The Bs go to the same spot every year--west of Veyo--and they have gone there every year but two since the 1960s. We had talked of camping over Friday to Saturday but I really thought it would be frosty and, if I remember correctly, we had something come up that made us decide we would just go for dinner. Actually, despite how "huddled up" R and I look in the photo, the weather was relatively mild, maybe because the camp spot is in a valley and so was out of the wind.