We made it to the MAFAA muster in Lynnfield today. Each year they award a Hard Luck Trophy as needed to the poor soul who broke down on the way to the show. No one received it this year; my repairs held. The weather forecast worsened throughout the day yesterday, and by this morning things were gray and wet.
Participant turnout was OK, but the rain kept most of the crowd away. The windshield wipers worked, the roof didn’t leak, and we had a good time. Beth is now sold on electronic sirens because she can make lots of funky noises with the little knob. She’ll come around as she ages, I’m sure.
Notes from Mosquito Hill 