JennyO-

I remember that BBQ well. The wind was blowing up strong from the SW, and the tarp was beginning to haul its stakes outta the ground. I t didn't look good! Then John raised a shanty:

There were ten of us hauling on the lee fore brace in the wind and the driving hail,
Fortified with rum and good old Scotch, and a couple of kegs of ale;
So black it was you could not see the brew before your face,
So wasted were we that we could not haul, the fiasco one bloody disgrace!

Theresa-

Do check out our journal of our 2003 visit with the link above. We look forward to your journal notes as well.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble