Right now, I'm so happy that I never pissed Dale off in the past or passed bad gas in front of his friends so it would embarrass him. Otherwise I'm sure there would not have been an invite this year.
The reason I say this once in a life time experience is because in my social circles, an invitation to join someone is generally limited to either enjoying a cold draft beer at the favorite haunt, or a Hamburger and Fries from the dollar menu at one of those other places.
In truth, blogging will probably be nonexistent for the rest of the week while I'm out there in Big Sky Country. I will be staying in a tent and may not have a Wi-Fi signal. Watch out Mr Trout, cause I am pumped and ready to go. I know that my ship just came in to port and this time, I'm lucky enough to know that I am not going to become a stowaway.