Omega, Omega, Omega

So there are those that shall remain “nameless” requesting a blog update...so, two beers down...and I'll give it a whirl.

Camping at Kellys this weekend was utterly drunk-tastic and just what I needed. I'm employment challenged right now and we didn't have any plans...so we threw in the towel, and did what we've wanted to do for years. Packed the dogs, bean bag game, Woody, as many beers as possible and headed up the hill. Kelly's celebrates his birthday July 4th and his gathering calls to many across state and nation lines...his land is in the Tahoe National Forrest just below Truckee.
We arrive midafternoon, only to be shocked at the number of cars there already...the place was packed. Might I remind you, we camp at Kelly's but Labor and Memorial day...but its been years since we were there for a July fourth. July Fourth is Party-spectacular, young and old, near and far....and thankfully its the one time a year I get to see certain friends...its more important to me than any class reunion...Kelly's reunion is special in that the memories I share with these people are some of the most cherished memories I have...or those that I remember :P

So we set up Woody...2 minutes....I Love WOOODY!!! Then we opted to introduce the bean bag game...its like the most simple game but it unifies a group. And though Rich fought this game...he's grown to love it, My heart doubled in size when Steven, Kelly's brother joined in and was loving it...I thank my nephew Noah for turning me on to this game.

Kelly's is home of the most diverse, dynamic and dramatic people I've ever met a few key time througout the year. And now those people kids are equally “super cool.” Yvon and Jude (the man) were there in thier unflinching glory and I got to visit with Robin, who I haven't seen in 5 years, Mary Linden in more like 15 years ect...and then there's Taylor...Rich and I watched Taylor grow up and as an adult, this dude is just rockin it- His way. Love you Taylor. Love to the entire Kelly posse...except the guy drinking “Jack” from the bottle-he was kinda a DOUCHE.

Then it was the quest for the Super 8. Eddie O'conner, from the East coast, and practically Kelly's Royalty, had a vision. He brought a Super 8 film of Kelly's July 4th from '81...we were all a twitter and bowed in awe...but he neglected to confirm the freaking machine worked. Rich worked his magic for an hour, stole my hair tie and tried duct tape...ultimately to be disappointed. That damn machine refused to work....so it was off to dinner.

The transition from twilight to night time is realllly when the magic happens...bellys full, seats are found next to the campfire, liquior is poured and the music begins. It always starts slowly, quietly almost a whisper....but then one hour in the hooting and hollering is in main stride...then ultimately this partyier pooped out...leaving Rich and Mark at the fire. And I didn't mention due to the impacted camping options we parked Woody RIGHT NEXT TO THE CAMPFIRE. So although I was done...the party had found its rhythm and that rhythm included Mark chanting “Omega, Omega, Omega” Now all that I could deal with but when the chant changed to “girls in the fire, girls in the fire....” I got a bit nervous...not nervous enough to get up but enough to put ear plugs in. I knew I'd hear the stories of Rich and Mark's exploits in the morning. RIch showed up in the middle of the "what the hell time is it?" morning....

Ok so my internal clock wakes me most mornings at 5am...um after going to bed a 1am...I got up a tad later....and Rich getting to bed at 3 (yes he denies this time profusely)....morning came whaaaayyyy tooo early for him. But although his hands hurt from the 4 hours of drumming...think his head was a bit fuzzy but heart full of doing exactly what he wanted, as Kelly's heals all that ails you.

As soon as we were there and set up, it was time to head back home...so we packed up the poochies and soul's smiling... we headed back down the hill. Quickly down the hill to to beat the Pyles to the In and Out in Auburn...two Double Doubles please.