Sweating with the oldies...

Holy dead Gawds and sweet 'n sour baby Heyzeus the humidity can blow me and give me a reach-around simultaneously. ...Landahl kicks ass and all, but it felt like a cocking jungle on the surface of the sun - even at 1030 pm. Oh well, the conditions were phenomenal and the company of Team 8 Lumens was even better....good times indeed, even though I bailed on the Mccoys idea....my giner was so wet I had to get her cleaned up before I got on my pole....