We finally make it home. We usually stay through Sunday since Sunday is the day that Butch and I take Jake (our Grandson who goes with us) for *fun* stuff. We got home somewhat later than anticipated, but who anticipates the trailer frame breaking in fast, furious traffic in Charleston W Va. Thank doG for rope and bungee cords. We looked like the Beverly Hillbillies going down the road. 
I had to take most of the bags from the trailer and put them in the back of the Magnum, the cooler went where my feet are supposed to be, so I spent the last 4 hours of the trip in various modes of sitting, including *Indian* style with my *weggies* crossed. Not so good for the hip, so I am going to take some meds and get my sorry sore butt to bed.
Yes, we have room reservations for next year, but did change our room to one where Dakota may not hear the big *hyoog ebil* trucks and the almost as scary trollys. In fact, my e-mail confirmation was in my mail box when we got home.
Dakota has his *adbenshures* that he will write about. :::sshhhhhhhh::: don't tell him that I already hit a few of the high spots.
It will probably be a couple of days until I have the pictures ready to post.
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Aimee Kylie Jazz & Dakota
Taz(all white Kitty)
Sadie, Luke, Kianna & Jessie at the Bridge
