Rob,
The in-laws were in town, so I did the trip solo. Probably worked out for the best, if you see how bad the mud was. Although there was a little girl (4-6 years old?), a daughter of one of the athletes, who was having the best time running back and forth through her own little mud puddle behind the clan tents. Heathbar, Barclay, and myself were laughing because she would run full speed through the puddle and stop on the side closest to us where the hill began, then turn around and run right back through. She must have done this for a couple of hours! She was covered in mud, but she was having fun! I will post a picture later of some adults enjoying the mud. I think they were practicing the lost art of Irish Mud Dancing while listening to Albannach.
The kilt concealed a blaster strapped to his thigh. Lazarus Long
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