Led by U-Haul, the trio rucked with purpose through trails and winding cul-de-sacs, navigating roots, turns, and unexpected suburban oddities. Along the way, a Beverly Hillbillies reference stirred memories and laughter—just before a mysterious, premature bulging of goo from the curb caught everyone’s attention. Was it a leak? A spill? A mutation? No one knows who’s responsible for the bubbling goo of Championship Forest, but it made for a fittingly weird twist to our galactic-themed morning.
YHC (U-Haul) kept the pace steady, the conversation lively, and the fellowship strong. A solid start to the month and a solid ruck in the books.
COT: Prayers lifted for strength, wisdom, and safety for each man and his family.
Until next time… stay vigilant, and may the Fourth (and the Force) be with you.