… and the Botanical Gardens, and Frank Lloyd Wright’s old ‘hood in Oak Park. This was a great weekend to relax, take in the warmth of the sun and breeze. 🙂
Jeff’s sibs were in town, and they brought along a ying-yang hot pot for us – yay (couldn’t find the ones with the dividers in Chicago). So we broke it out, and had some flaming hot hot pot (the Sichuan spices were enough to pack more than a punch the next day).
And Monday evening, the winds were a ripping 20 knots. The club told us not to bring up the jibs, but we didn’t reef the mains and had a blast just shooting straight downtown, almost to Navy Pier. Alas, summer is already starting to wind down… by 730, the sky was a pale lavender-orange.