It was the first year they held the games for two days. It was great fun.
Sunday started cold and rainy. But it cleared up enough by mid-day to dry everything out.
That was good because nearly everything was damp. That stuff in the can that is supposed to seal all water out didn't work nearly as well in the flesh as on the tube. But later on, I hope to set the tent up again and give all the seams a good going over. This year we were prepared if the wind decided to blow up to Palmer gust standards. We did get lucky, and the breeze picked up just as we were packing up.
The games were amazing, and hearing all those records being broken was very thrilling. Our booth was right across from the bleachers where they were holding the events. Will all the people there we couldn't see much, but we heard everything.
I know for a fact that this is the twentieth year I have had a booth at the Highland Games. Allan used to join me about mid-afternoon, and we would spend the remainder of the day enjoying the day.
I still have the old green and white striped tent I used in those days. That old thing has seen a lot of miles including acting as the tent Heather, my daughter, and John got married under.
This little turtle didn't last long and went to a good home.
And a few of my books found their way into reader's hands as well.
The 2016 Highland Games are history and a fond memory.
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