
Every time we come here, I can't resist a few more shots of the dam or spillway. The area is so beautiful and it's mesmerizing just to watch the water.


![]() I spent much of the day around the campground and my husband played golf with some of my classmates. That was fine; I got a nice walk in, did some editing on the next Frannie book, and finished the book I was reading. It was an absolutely gorgeous day with a nice breeze and a great view of the lake---until a 200-foot fifth wheel pulled in next to us and blocked it all. Maybe not 200 but big enough to do the job. Bummer. Every time we come here, I can't resist a few more shots of the dam or spillway. The area is so beautiful and it's mesmerizing just to watch the water. ![]() Late afternoon we headed to Iowa Falls for supper. During an attempted short cut through Hampton, we ended up on the fair parade route so I got a chance to practice my queen wave. Supper was at Porter's on Main in Iowa Falls for pasta night. This was a small gathering but was my first chance to see new arrivals to the reunion and some of the locals. After a great meal, a few stories were shared--absolutely all true and without exaggeration, I'm sure. ![]() We returned to the campground, took a very leisurely walk to the dam and watched the sunset. Today there will be more golf and the fair is opening. We are trying to keep a low profile on the sky lantern launch and stay under Homeland Security's radar.
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