We finally found the place for firewood but there was no one around...great... After calling a phone number and not getting an answer and walking around trying to find someone, we decided we might as well leave. Just as we fired up the truck to leave, a truck pulled in...the owner...whew...good timing. So we paid him $10 for a pre-measured `square` of chopped firewood but as Steve started to load it into the truck, he realized the length of each piece was about 6’’...what`s up with that? He put it back and after expressing his displeasure (politely) to the owner, the fellow took him to another pile that was more appropriate for a campfire. We ended up with 2 wheelbarrows full of firewood...that was a better deal!
Once back home, we pondered what to do...it was really windy out again (story of our lives!) and I really wanted to get the blog updated as well as some emails answered. So I went inside to work on that while Steve chopped and stacked the firewood.
We thought they would join us for a drink before dinner...but it was another...and another...and next thing we knew it was after 10:00. We said our goodnights and headed inside where we had soup and sandwiches for dinner. After having a chat with the kids, we headed to bed...tomorrow we were going riding!