I went to the Highland Games today. Took Steve. It was very hot. It's been a humid summer. I'm sure 90° doesn't sound very hot to a lot of you, but any time it's hot enough for me to sweat, it's hot. It has been very humid. The outfit didn't help - black t-shirt, heavy kilt, heavy knit socks (kilt hose), Doc Martens. I tried to drink a lot of water, but not sure I succeeded. I am just beat, tonight. Just plain wiped. I feel like I got really drunk today, and am coming down off of it.
Here at home, it stayed in the mid seventies all day. Cool, but damp.
I'd like to spend tomorrow rehydrating, but I'm going back. Some relatives are having a family reunion this weekend, and will be there, so I'm taking Cindy, and we're going to meet them.
John, one of the guys in Whisky Head is a (weekend) blacksmith, and he was doing demonstrations. He made me a bottle opener out of a wrench.

Carlo rode his horse into the beer tent.

Here at home, it stayed in the mid seventies all day. Cool, but damp.
I'd like to spend tomorrow rehydrating, but I'm going back. Some relatives are having a family reunion this weekend, and will be there, so I'm taking Cindy, and we're going to meet them.
John, one of the guys in Whisky Head is a (weekend) blacksmith, and he was doing demonstrations. He made me a bottle opener out of a wrench.

Carlo rode his horse into the beer tent.
