After coffee and breakfast at Firehouse Coffee, we went to mom and dad's hotel to watch the Federer-Nadal Wimbledon final. Did some errands, then headed out to the cabin. John, Dad and Bob found an old BB gun and did target practice.
Then John fished the creek (caught some trout we later fried up!) while the rest of us hiked up the hill across the road. Lots of cheat grass we later had to pick out of our shoes. I think Dad got hit the hardest.
After the hike, some relaxing hammock time and a round of wiffle-ball golf.
Dinner was pesto (fresh from North Carolina!) and chicken on the grill.