Arriving in Branson

We are taking a circuitous route back to Northwest Arkansas, to include stops in Branson to visit with Charlcie's sister Tami and husband Kevin, a night in the Mountain Home area to check on rental property, to Little Rock to see Ben & Myka, Ft. Smith to see my family, Siloam Springs to see Charlcie's dad, and eventually to the Fayetteville area, and then we'll see what develops. As we've said before, being homeless and jobless is not a bad gig so far. Of course, soon we will have to get serious about getting a place to live while we arrange to get a home built. We have not lost the travel bug, and at some point will hopefully have opportunities to do some more, but at the moment we are happy to be back "home". From Yellowstone, we have enjoyed following the autumn southward - we have been so fortunate to follow the colors of autumn and the very agreeable and refreshing weather along the way, and arriving in the Ozarks just in time to continue the trend. Once in Branson, we not only get to enjoy our visit with Tami and Kevin, but were pleasantly surprised that our nephew Ryan was home for the week-end for a bachelor party, although we missed his wife Kalen who had to stay in St. Louis to take care of previous obligations. We got to cheer for the Razorbacks as they defeated Texas A&M - in summary, we were fortunate to win as we played slightly less sloppy than the opponent. A highlight on Sunday evening was a boat tour on Table Rock Lake on Kevin and Tami's pontoon boat, with dinner at anchor in a cove as fish were feeding on the surface all around us - disappointed I didn't have my fly rod. Tami, Ryan, Charlcie Captain Kevin, first mate Tami, and pampered tourist Big Cedar Lodge