Jeff and I drove down to Ferndale for his cousin Justin's 40th birthday barbecue. We were halfway to the border when Jeff realised he'd forgotten his passport, which NEVER happens, so we didn't make it there until almost three. But the beer was still cold and there was still plenty of food. We sat outside enjoying the weather until it started to cool down, and then Justin made a fire in the wood stove on the deck and we tasted some of his various whiskies.
There are a few more photos from this day here.
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