I forget the actual timeline, but Karen and Molly came back, Wally and Lynn left for town, Les and Molly left for town, and I decided I might as well change the oil and be ready for the ride home. My visions of a big Saturday run were fading. This became more apparent when adult beverages started to appear on the table between the "Saloon" and the "Dance Hall". I cleaned up and took the wife out for dinner.
When we got back everyone was around and conversation flowed. The idea now was for Les and Ivan to follow the rest of us a ways as we headed back home after Sunday breakfast, then double back and head their directions home. Wally and Lynn would break away when we got to their turnoff, then Snag and I would ride with each other back to Tennessee. Pastures started looking greener in more ways than one. The greenest thing was the BS# that I saw on my horizon.
