I got to attend another family gathering this summer that I had been sorely missing. My fourth Ryder Cup Annual Friends and Family Washer Toss Tournament happened to fall on one of the three days I happened to be at home in Cape Breton, and it was literally three blocks away from where I was staying!
You can click the links for previous years' posts:
By 2019, because it had been five years since I attended, there were lots of new faces. Some of them, in fact, were actually NEW.
Interspersed with the usual crowd...
...up to their usual shenanigans.
And of course, lots of friendly competition.
Drinks?
Little bit.
And lots...
..lots...
...LOTS...
of tossing.
Buffet-style potluck eats...
...and kids who absolutely stole the show.
They weren't all little kids, either.
I wasn't even the only western exile in attendance. Muzzy showed up all the way from... lo and behold... Calgary, Alberta!
The games run consecutively all day until the winner is pronounced.
I didn't stay through to the end, but I couldn't have asked for a better way to spend an entire afternoon than with a family who has helped see me through some of my very worst times and given me one of my very best friends. It is the most incredible feeling to know there is always a spot with my name on it, no matter how much time or distance has passed, at the Ryder dinner table, and a photographer's pass for me at the Ryder Cup.
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