As we walked along the tents, I noticed there wasn't one person under 65 years of age and I had to ask why. Then I encountered the guy who owns this plane:
I was standing about 4 feet from his plane, taking this photo when he walked up and said, "Could you stand back over there, because that's a very expensive plane and I don't think you have the money to pay for it."
Oh, I see. THAT'S WHY THERE AREN'T YOUNG PEOPLE INVOLVED; IT'S GOT TOTAL DICKHEADS IN IT!!!
I'm exaggerating, of course. Not everyone down there was a jerk. The people we sat with had a number of planes on display and they would fly them periodically. They were very hospitable, letting us sit under their shade.
Then we rode Steve's motorcycle out to the airport and flew in the Piper Cub for a little bit:
Got some great aerial photos of the London Bridge:
Then went home and decided that it would be fun to actually go out to dinner. So we had some great gumbo at BBQ Bill's restaurant. Steve's brother surprised us there; he was out with a buddy and sat down with us. He and his friend play guitars (and sing, I guess) and they'd been cooped up in the studio all day.
Sunday, we went to a popular sidewalk cafe for breakfast, then began working on some projects. That didn't last; we were tired and ended up napping by 2pm.
We managed to get a little done. Then made dinner for EVERYONE, which included Steve's daughters, Shay, and Steve's brother. Big dinner.
Today I'm working, in fact I've been on a conference call for 90 minutes already. I think they may have forgotten about meee......
