While I was eating my breakfast, I dropped my coffee cup. DAMN! not only did I spill hot coffee me all over myself (with no one to sue for damages) I wasted a good cup of coffee. I went back to the van and changed to my green sarong and washed the coffee out of the light blue one.
By now people started to arrive for the 'Reunion'. It quite a festive event. Just about everyone brought a side-dish and it really was like a family reunion. It is such a small community that everyone seemed to know everyone. I felt kind of like an outsider, but then I guess I was. The Junction City Teddy Bears were providing the hamburger and hot-dogs. The Pride committee had purchased a inflatable water slide. It kept the children occupied most of the day. For the adults and young adults there was raffels, swimming in the lake, assoted games (horse-shoes, ladder golf: locally know as 'testie toss'), lots of food and fun conversation in the park.
As the sun made it's descent towards the horizon the Pride participant took their leave. By nightfall all that was left were the members that were there at the beginning of the day. The sun was down at about 22:00 and the only light was that of the crescent moon and the flames of the logs in the fire pit. There was an intimate group around that campfire of about 20-25 recounting the remains of the day. But it is when the sun goes down when the campers get fired up. This campsite is not, by policy, a clothing optional camping area, but tell that to the bears who are camping in the woods. When the food is gone and the lights are out, there are only two things left; sleep and sex, and I was not tired.