We spent Friday and Saturday nights at the Camp, our family cabin in Estill Springs. My friend Randy drove eight hours from Fort Walton Beach, Florida, Friday to attend his youngest son, Casey's, graduation in nearby McMinnville, and he stayed with us Friday night. Casey came out Saturday, and we spent a few hours hanging out at the creek with them until they went to Nashville to visit the college Casey will soon be attending. Saturday included the obligatory trip to Hammer's Department Store on the courthouse square in Winchester, where Sarah acquired this hat.
This is where Rock Creek Road passes over the creek. Children love to have an adult escort them through the tunnel. The lower view shows our property (on the left bank) as viewed from within the tunnel. You can just see the neighbors' house on the right bank.
Sarah and I finished the project on the ramp we started on our last trip. Painting the ramp and rail really made a difference compared to what it looked like when we started.
Randy and I have known each other since junior high school, but he had never visited the Camp, though he has heard many tales. This is how we spend the bulk of our time in Estill Springs, with our chairs in the creek enjoying the cold water and sunshine.
MORE: I neglected to report that Randy brought up fresh shrimp from the Gulf of Mexico, along with Remoulade to dip them in. For years now, he has bragged on the crab cakes at Sarah K's Gourmet in Destin, and he also brought a batch of those, which we cooked on the grill. Sherry and I had them again for lunch today, and they made a believer out of me. Yum!
MORE: I neglected to report that Randy brought up fresh shrimp from the Gulf of Mexico, along with Remoulade to dip them in. For years now, he has bragged on the crab cakes at Sarah K's Gourmet in Destin, and he also brought a batch of those, which we cooked on the grill. Sherry and I had them again for lunch today, and they made a believer out of me. Yum!
