How generous! I was getting frustrated with the lack of prize . . . the last time I was camped at Red Rocks, the wind literally blew my tent over with me in it. To avoid that, I was about to award myself the finest Westfalia money could buy, but geez . . . I'll keep the 911 and trade the 356 in for the Westfalia, and have some gambling money left over. Just in time, too, because I'm leaving tomorrow for Vegas.
The Utah pictures will have to wait until I get back. The best ones are on one of my partners' camera, anyway. Red Rocks is pretty photogenic, too, but with just two of us, I don't know who will have a free hand for the shutter.
My partner has a hard time getting out of bed early, though, so I'll be around tomorrow morning to WAG again.
Cheers, Tuck |
