GFH3 Run #1,708; 24 July 2013

What to say about an evening this lovely?  That it was perfect for bouncing up Seneca in a Jeep?  That it was ideal for a three-mile run through the woods?  That it could not be improved upon as the setting for a walk in the woods and golf communities of Great Falls and peripheral Loudon County?  All that and more, and thanks to the admirable efforts of Radar, Packing Pink Heat and Pickled Peter, 35 or 40 of us had the opportunity to enjoy the warmth, the sunshine, the blessed lack of humidity, and our runs or walks, as well as a boatload of pizza and a surprising paucity of skeeters.

About 90 minutes before a *gorgeous* sunset closed a perfect evening.

After a brief editorial on the paucity of hosts during these difficult summer months, Radar and PP sent the pack off into the woods, with the assurance they'd be back in about 40 minutes.  The walkers went off in several directions, and Suck Squeeze Bang galloped up just a few minutes late (and was nonetheless an FRB).  Other than a dramatic spill that resulted in a bloody nose for Paint in the Ass, the runners enjoyed their gently rolling trail.  The walkers wended their various ways to the On In in as little as 30 minutes and as much, for Flowerkraut and Leila, as 60-minutes-plus.  There's a lot to see out there.

The guy from Domino's showed up just when we were starting to wonder where he was, and there was more than enough piping-hot pepperoni (and plain and sausage and veggie) for everyone.  Paula lamented not having ridden her motorcycle on such a nice night, but balanced her regret with enjoyment of PPH and PP's wine list (wine + motorcycle = no-no, per Paula).  PitA got several offers of analgesics, plus medical advice from a real medical professional -- those dentists know a lot about blood, after all.

a) Why are these beer-drinkers holding cups?  Beer comes in bottles. and b) it was not so hot as Brent is pretending.

The Associate Mufti called the roll, lauding our hosts with the raft of superlatives they deserve.  Abby and Kylie behaved impeccably off-leash, and Espion was remarkably well-mannered for her age.  No one gave away any garden produce.  Maybe next week.

Until then, you're welcome to wax nostalgic over this week, via the photos here.