The night of the wedding, everyone stayed up late carousing around and lighting fireworks. Others around the lake were doing the same thing (the fireworks part anyway), so we weren't keeping anyone up. Once again I was carefull not to drink much of anything so I wouldn't have to visit the porta-potty in the dark. I was also the first one awake in the morning, so took a walk. By the time I got back, no one was moving around so I ran into "town" (Colebrook, a 25 minute ride) to get a box of coffee from the Dunkin Donuts. I also got flatbread sandwiches for WS, Jimmy and myself.
It wasn't too long after I got back that the first survivors started appearing. The were were appreciative of the coffee as both of the coffee makers were in Ray and Christine's RV - and we certainly weren't going to wake them!
The clouds started rolling in, and distand rumbles of thunder could be heard, so we decided it was time to get packed up and leave. We were hoping to outpace the rain, but it caught up to us before we hit Colebrook. We stopped at the gas station/dunkin donuts/subway shop so the guys could put on their rain gear, and we hit the road for good.
It was miserable; in the 60's and steady downpours until we stopped for lunch in Tilton. At that point, it was still cool, but at least it quit raining and the roads started drying up. We all made it home safe and in good spirits, so nothing more can be asked.
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