our cabin, 4a, part of a bunkhouse from the 1930's (i think duke said that)
archery
the sign in
the first night i was stuck on a top bunk that slanted towards the wall with a nail poking in my side (later on i was thankful for that top bunk because the girls couldnt wake me up with all their gripes) and i was swearing i would never do this again... but by sunday morning i was making a list of things to remember to bring for next year. that always happens to me, i always do it again! lovin' lazy j ranch!
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