Augusta Kentucky

Met up with Gretchen and Larry at 1800 hours sharp to make it across the river in a ferry to Augusta Kentucky. Shopped at a little antique store and felt superbad because the owner was there and lamented the horrible week in sales. Perhaps a ploy, but a good one. We dropped a good amount on things not needed and invited her to dinner with us.

Happy as a clam she joined us for a purdy good meal, but i’d say the company was better. Made it back the long way over the river (the ferry was closed by this point) and parted ways.