Before the saga of the trip to Dillon, a couple of pictures of last night's dinner. First, there were cocktails on the front deck, looking out at the view to the mountains.
Then we moved into the house to cook. And finally, it was dinner on the back deck.
|Mike, Andrew, Mr. C, Cait, Em|
|A salute from the hostess!|
To end the day, a beautiful sunset, somewhat obscured by ash clouds from a fire south of Bozeman.
Today was our long-anticipated trip to Dillon, to the Patagonia outlet.
It also folds up and fits into this tiny little pouch. Looks like a Barbie sleeping bag.
|Compared to a coffee mug, pretty small!|
|Mr. C places our order|
So this morning it was up and out to the dog park, these two big guys sitting in the back seat of Cait's beetle. The park is about 5 miles away, is a 20+-acre space, completely fenced, with groomed walking paths, lots of meadow for the dogs to run. They got a good workout, greeted their dog friends, and an hour later were ready to get back in the car and head home.
|Huck at the dog park|
|Bozeman from the dog park|