This picture doesn't do justice to the amount of hail that fell as the picture was taken on the following day. The other pictures are scenes of the daily ice being delivered. (ice for drinks, not from the sky!)
Wednesday was a typical mountain day - a little overcast in the morning; lots of sun, then around supper time a major rain storm with 20 minutes of hail. The hail nuggets were about the size of walnuts. When it started to hail, most of the dining room emptied out onto the porch. A few kids braved the storm to catch hail stones but quickly retreated to the safety of the porch.
Cocktails were split between Junior Chandors and Bronco & Botsy's. 1st time I've visited at length with B&B. He was a wrangler here when Philip 1st came in 1959. He's now outgoing president of ASPCA and is responsible for the rescue effort of 600 mares in Canada. Mares no longer needed after Canada outlawed the practice of using pregnant mares urine for medications. 5 of the horses arrived at the HF bar a few days ago.
Milly came to the table to visit. At 90, took her a few days to connect the dots and remember who we were. I wish I could be doing so good at 90.
Oddly enough, the evening ride wasn't cancelled - like the night before. Pam and Steb had friends visiting and the kids wanted to ride. They got to ride, probably a trip not soon forgotten. After going into Red Canyon, they got caught in the next downpour and spent 25 minutes struggling to come back in.
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