Okay, anyways prior to even boarding the plane I had seen that there was a pretty significant chance of rain on the 4th. Thumbs down. It turns out that while meteorologists may only get the weather right half the time, Hurricane Arthur wouldn't be deterred. Damn him.
Just to spite the rain we packed up and headed to Dan's brother's house anyway! It took two cars to get all the gear, food, drinks and dogs down there.
|Obligatory red, white and blue food.|
Practically perfect, actually.
|Yep. This didn't suck.|
While floating in the pool drinking Laura's dog Sailor went from a position on the pool deck much like this...
|Sailor, the floating silver Labrador.|
We finally lost the sun, but were treated with a pretty fantastic sunset over the water. All the boats... they're just biding for the fireworks to start. Nothing like a front row seat for the show!
Did you get to watch fireworks on Independence Day? Or like me, did Mother Nature have other plans for you?