Elings had a softball tournament for a bunch of tired parents over the weekend. We showed up just in time to help them out until 10 at night. I remember when I was growing up, the sporting events were always an all day thing; waiting in between games to play, concession stand hot dogs, long hot days. I think the parents appreciated something that they could enjoy. And as soon as the sun went down, there were endless hot chocolates.
The Sherpa fire in the distance