On memorial day we took a drive to Damon's parents place. They live (or used to) in a small town north of here about 150 miles or so. Some of the drive there is beautiful, as you can see.
This is one of the views from their place. They also built this deck secluded in some trees. I used to love just sitting there & enjoying the sounds of nature.
We roasted a lot of hot dogs & marshmallows in this fire pit. They built this place in the mid-80's to be a vacation home. It then turned into their retirement home. Then it became to be too much for them to maintain. They sold it last year & are now moving out. We went up there to pick up a trailer & to haul a few things to their new place. But there was one more thing to do before we left . . . hit some golf balls.
It's strange I know but it's something they started doing several years ago. They hit golf balls that aren't any good to golf with into a ravine. Some traditions are weird but they enjoy it so it was one last hit before we left.