Volleyball at the Ranch

Me being accosted by Rose at the Ranch.

Compared to the previous two weekends, this one was pretty quiet. Mark, Brian, Steve (Mark's friend), and I went to the ranch to get away. I was expecting it to be an "off weekend" but it wasn't. Saturday was a Volleyball tournament. Mark played while Brian played net judge and Steve and I sat in the shade and watched. After volleyball, everyone went to the pool to hang out all afternoon. I went back to the trailer and laid down for a few hours in the dark, cool quiet.

Around 6, we decided to go into town to a little diner for dinner. The poor waitress was very easily confused and was having a lot of difficulty that day, but the food was good. As we were finishing up, in walks a group of 4 beautiful men. Our jaws dropped as we hoped they were a group of bears stopping in before heading to the ranch. Unfortunately, after eavesdropping a bit we realized they were hopelessly straight.

After staring for a bit and acting like a group of High School girls, we decided it was time to head out before we were lynched. That night was spent in the golf cart convoy. About 8 golf carts got together and just rode around...and around...and around - for hours. After getting to bed about 4:30am, yesterday was a recovery day.

It was a lot of fun and very mild given my past history at the ranch, which was great. I told Mark last night I would like to go up there on an "off weekend" sometime soon. I really would like a weekend where nothing is going on to just sit around and relax. Here are a few pictures from the weekend.