Banjo Man couldn’t wait to spend the night in the cabin with his sons and grandson. Nothing would stop him, especially not the predicted freezing temps. He had a wood stove, sleeping bags, a freshly made pot of chicken soup and plenty of firewood, so what could go wrong?
A hail storm????
For reasons unknown to mankind, Banjo Man chose to sleep in the unheated bunkhouse and the Funny Grandson chose to sleep in the unheated bunkhouse loft. Ben and Will chose to put their cots close to the woodstove.
When they arrived home Sunday morning they wanted hot drinks, warm beds and hot showers (not necessarily in that order).
Father’s Day was very, very quiet.
Amber made beans (her specialty), I put together a macaroni and cheese casserole and Ben’s favorite banana cream pudding in a trifle dish. The guys eventually woke up and, recovered from “winter camping”, ate a grilled chicken dinner and played a few rounds of Mexican Train dominoes.
Needless to say, any more camping up at the cabin will happen when the weather finally warms up (although the forecast is still for much cooler than normal days).
is there any more pie? 
What a wonderful adventure for the “boys”.
I’m sure they will do it again this summer, but not until the weather warms up–and so far it is still very cold around here. More hail last night and this morning I turned the heat on again.
I agree with Tom. Still, not quite up to par with the adventures Glen had with Gary in their “pioneering” days of the 1960s.
Nothing will ever compare to the adventures of Gary and Glen. I don’t know how they survived.
A toast to the mountain men!!!! Withstanding frigid temps, death defying hail and non-electric blankets!!!! What fun!! Congrats guys!
And blessings to the faithful women who kept the home fires burning and hot beverages at the ready!!!!
I think they will wait for warmer nights before they go camping again. LOL.