A Day, A Week, Hemant, A Year

I turned thirty nearly two years ago, and Curtis, one of my best friends, hit that milestone on July 29th. His family planned a big 30th birthday bash at their cottage in Turtle Lake this passed weekend which, as I understood it, was supposed to be a surprise party. Despite losing its secrecy early on, I managed to keep my attendance unknown until the last moment - when I actually arrived at the cottage. There were a ton of people who attended, including Curtis’s family, relatives, and closest friends.

The weekend was a blast and blew by as we took part in all sorts of games and activities. Bunnoc was a big hit, probably as much as it was when idle Russian soldiers played it in Siberia during the 1800s. Who would have thought that throwing horse bones could be so much fun? Cups was another favourite, a game which involves a Frisbee, four poles and four plastic cups. Even when we ran out of activities, new ones were invented. VolleyDisc was born when we couldn’t find a ball to play volleyball at the beach.

Since this was a Fenrich get-together, a grand feast was on the agenda. Being that thirty is such a monumental age, what could be more perfect than sacrificing a pig? Ok, we didn’t actually sacrifice a pig, but one was roasted in an underground fire pit concocted by Mr. Fenrich. It was quite the setup, and the final result was delicious. The night was capped off by a fireworks display at the beach put on by some of the boys. It was pretty cool.

I managed to take a fair amount of shots during the weekend, and have posted the better ones here so you can share in on the festivities.