Event Theme: Hootenanny
Event Captain: Ruth Gregersen
Hootenanny Leader: Leslie Hollearn
Those of you who stayed away from Cle Elum for fear of high temperatures and swarms of mosquitoes missed a great weekend with perfect weather and relatively few bugs. Ruth did a great job of organizing the cowgirl themed festivities at Whispering Pines RV Park, assisted as usual by many willing “divas” and other volunteers.
A number of us arrived on Thursday and got a head start catching up and playing games. Most of the rest of the campers arrived on Friday, welcomed by “Hi There Girl” Deb. We were happy to see some old friends we have missed as well as to greet several new and prospective Cascadians.
On Friday evening, we gathered in the newly remodeled clubhouse for a potluck of appetizers, salads, and desserts with labels such as “Cowgirl Caviar,” and “Panhandle Pasta.” Luckily, it all tasted better than it sounded.
After dinner and dog walking, Leslie led us in a hootenanny with her guitar and books of songs culled from her time spent at Superstition Mountain Resort (SMR). Some of the more musically talented among us created some beautiful harmonies; the rest of us compensated with energy, enthusiasm, and frequent exclamations of “Yee Haw!”
Marne and Leanne were up bright and early on Saturday morning to whip us up a hearty cowgirl breakfast of flapjacks (with real maple syrup that Ruth brought back from the Droscha Sugarbush in Michigan), which they served along with quiche, fruit, coffee, tea, and juice.
Later that morning, the Book Club met to discuss Before We Were Yours by Lisa Wingate, a wrenching but ultimately uplifting story based on a real-life scandal in the 1930s involving an adoption agency that kidnapped and sold children to wealthy families.
On Saturday afternoon, Ruth—ably assisted by the multi-talented Linda Clark—provided us with the materials and guidance to create some beautiful custom made greeting cards with a (you guessed it) cowgirl theme.
Later that evening, after a dinner of hamburgers and hotdogs on the grill and potluck side dishes, Lynda “Twinkle Toes” Byrd reprised her role as dance instructor extraordinaire, leading us in a hoedown with line dancing, the two-step, and more. Unfortunately, one of last year’s star dancers was sidelined by a knee injury, much to the dismay of her myriad fans.
On Sunday morning, we christened several new rigs and bid/sang “Happy Trails” to our departing friends. A number of us stayed on for an extra night, cobbling together potluck lunch and dinner, and playing cards till the cows came home. We look forward to getting together later this month in Hoodsport.
Your Scribe de Jour, Kris Anderson