The 4th dawns damp and overcast. We rethink our bunking in the screen-walled gazebo by the Lake and move the things that need to stay dry (clothes, bedding, electronics) into Mike’s parent’s motorhome or the car’s trunk. I do a run to Cannon Falls to do laundry and discover a winery! The evening’s fireworks — managed by Mike’s second cousin (and the host of the reunion) — are incredible.
(I shot a video of the fireworks but it’s more than 15 minutes long – YouTube max.)