End of the Road

We checked into Grouse Mountain Lodge at about 3:00 p.m. and rested a little before going to Mass at St. Charles Borromeo. The priest stood at the door 20 minutes before five, greeting parishioners and visitors. It seemd as though we were recognized, and this is only our second visit to this lovely church. We felt at home, as we have everywhere we've visited in the last week.

Edge of the Golf Course

We had dinner at the hotel. While not particularly remarkable (steak, baked potato, broccoli, delicious bread with garlic butter), the ambience was perfect. We sat on the patio a few feet from the golf course and watched the early evening golfers finish their round. The wine was good. Conversation was even better.

Sorry to leave the west, but happy to be going home.