After work Friday evening, I met Erin and Kristi for the drive to our campsite in the mountains above Hooterville for our 4th Annual Gay Weekend Camping Trip (I am literally the only one who calls it that, because, it cracks me up). The trip was Item #5 on the girl's Bon Voyage Bucket List, and it was a no-brainer that we would accomplish it.
Hugh had set out with the motor home earlier in the day and had our campsite locked down. Good thing, too; it was a busy weekend and there were other campers looking for a good spot (ours is the best and I'm not just saying that to brag).
Tom and Sean eventually pulled in and our group of six was complete; two lesbians, two gay guys, and a hetero couple with outstanding taste in friends. Could the weekend get more colorful, I ask you? Actually, yes, yes it could, but you'll see that in a minute.
We headed back down the mountain, arriving at camp just as it became fully dark, at which point we made dinner (ribs, baked beans, and potato salad, with s'mores and toasted Rice Krispie Treats for dessert)