B-Field. Bako. Buckowensville.

And then we went to Bakersfield...

Why, you ask?

We are asking ourselves the same question.

I think the last time we went to B-Field, it was for Suzie and Kirby's wedding.

Yep, they selected the fine smog-free city of Buckowensville for the nuptials of a lifetime.

Why, you ask?

We are asking ourselves the same question.

This time we went for a BBQ at my sister's house.

Why does she live in Bako?

We are asking ourselves the same question.

We made a weekend out of it.

Took the Scamp.

Took the dog.

Took our lives in jeopardy by driving over The Grapevine on a Friday afternoon with 4,892 speeding crazed truckers trying to get home for Friday night dinner.

Camped at Ditch River View RV Park.
River?
Ah ha ha ha!
Twelve ounces of water being let down the dirt ditch to appease some marathon going on.

We had a great time!
Put our Disneyland lights outside the trailer.
Dog got to sit on grass.
And we got to see family.

And eat.

Lots.

And take pictures of each other taking pictures of each other.

And stick out tongues out.

Well, not all of us...

And look at the lovelies.

And pose for group pics.

All the typical stuff you would do at a family bbq.