It was one for the books folks. Rottfest 2014 is now past, and I have to say it was one hell of a good time. As I sit here looking at what remains of the epic gathering, I can say without a doubt, it was a great party. While it was the smallest in terms of the number who attended, it was certainly one of the best because of the feeling of a big, happy, warm hearted family reunion (not to mention one for the records for alcohol consumption). For those who have never graced a Fest, you are missing out on one of the most rewarding and heart warming experiences there is. To be together with some of the wittiest, wisest, generous and big hearted people you could find on this planet, is something you HAVE to experience for yourself. We were happy to have a few new attendees, LC R6, For God and Country, and LC Staci and her hubby. They were most welcome and we hope to see them all for the next one. The more the merrier is our motto. Those that have attended in the past but were not among us this time around, you were sorely missed. Those that are no longer with us, they were missed even more. We salute you.
Of course no Rottfest is a Rottfest without the presence of the Emperor, and he did not disappoint. We just need to get him out to the range with all of us.
I’ll leave the after action range reports to the guys. Makes them feel important. *smirk*
Now, just so no one can complain that they don’t have sufficient time to plan, we’ve pretty much claimed Flag Day weekend as the official Fest dates. That’s the second weekend in June, with folks starting to arrive on Thursday and departing Sunday/Mondayish. You now have a year to plan. You can drive, fly, hitchhike, or gang up together and commandeer an RV and camp in our yard. Of course we know that circumstances could change this and we will of course let you all know if we are not able to host. We do our best to try not to let that happen, but life sucks sometimes and she leaves some mean hickies. This does not mean that if anyone has some vacation days any other time of the year, that they can’t come by. Our door is always open. Just give me a heads up so I can clean the house. That’s the Southern Belle in me. We have a guest room that is always ready, and dogs that are always happy to have new laps to occupy.
I’m sure those who attended will want to share their stories, so have at it!