Dispatch from Hooper, Col.

It's was a wet but dry weekend for Mick and Molly. Wet, as in soaking in a toasty swimming pool here in Hooper Colorado, fed by some geothermal springs, or getting our tents baptized in a very vigorous 8000 ft. high in the rockies wind and thunder storm.

But dry in the sense that Mostres and Slave had very little privacy to do what they like to do most. Well....there was a chance early Saturday morning in our tent, before the kids woke up. And then again this morning, though surly teen number 2 had already woken, I used some "reading" time in our tent to give Mistress a quicky.

Hopefully I will be able to redeem the favor later this afternoon, back in our cabin, with the teens plugged into their electronica and oblivious to all that moves and breaths around them.

So check in tomorrow and find out.