BCTC

This weekend marked my fourth annual philanthropic trip to Cooperstown NY. As part of our volunteer work, Erik and I built a fence to nowhere, between nothing, on a seemingly arbitrary line, for no apparent reason. We quoted MASH a lot and made references to Catch-22 and public education.

As usual, the planning seemed to be both secondary and engineered by committee.  After standing around for awhile, I volunteered us to put up fences since it would A. get us working, B. get us away from the front gate, and C. get us in a golf cart.

I got a twix that you stole a golf cart.
No I didn't; it's right here.

This isn't a beer tasting.  This is an insane asylum.

After putting up a couple fences, we headed out to the parking lot to help people move their stuff into the campground.  This is awesome because we get to overload golf carts and drive recklessly and also chat with brewers who are grateful for our help at first, and later, grateful to arrive at their campsites alive.

On the lookout, like the good Samaritans we are.

We camped with another group of brewers/friends this year.  It worked out really well despite the fact that they are really into dressing up for these things.  I finally committed and made a reel to reel tape recorder from recycling and put together a Raleigh St.Claire costume that I was pretty happy with.

The campsite was great this year. A couple pop up canopies and some big tents gave us plenty of room to relax. We had two Coleman stoves to cook on, tables to sit at, and Erik's nice, light cream ale and helles on tap. 

The boys, pre gaming and building some pretzel necklaces. 

Erik put together a great Peter Venkman costume. Brandon went as Bill Murray's Lost in Translation character. 

Erik really stole the show. We couldn't get more than a few feet without someone stopping him for a picture. His pack was built out of garbage from his garage. Scraps of wood, flower pots, a Home Depot bucket lid, and some extra hose. He glued it together and painted it black. It was so good that a couple people remarked about how expensive it must've been or asked where he bought it. We all got a kick out of it. 

 I had never bothered to check on who the band was going to be. Incredibly, Murder by Death were on for the 9pm show on Saturday! It was a phenomenal show. I danced and sang so loud I was horse the next day!

Stay Puff!

We got back home early Sunday morning and joined Zhora, Sarah, Emmett, Margaret, and Sebastian for a great playtime. 

Sebastian driving Zhora to the river. 

Looks deep there, Erik. Is the water a bit chilly?