.....And then there was sun. Glorious, wonderful, October sun! It stopped in time for us to have a nice, dry potluck. You try to put all the potluck food from 31+ busses on two tables, under tarps!
If you camp in the Pacific Northwest on a regular basis, you MUST have an advanced degree in tarp hanging.
Arlo's bored. Tired of being cooped up in the bus, but afraid to go out in the rain. You never know when that evil thunder might sound.
Yup, that's a transmission all right. Hhhhhmmmmm.........