So all nine of us cousins and related kin gathered for a big brunch before heading back to various locations in B.C., Oregon, Ohio, California, Arizona and Nevada.



Here's a pic of me and my little sisters and little brother.



Kilt is Red Gordon tartan, a special order a few years ago from USA Kilts. Casual model.

Laying over in Tonopah, Nevada tonight. There's a great mural next to the motel showing the history of air power in the Tonopah area. Prominent are three P-39 Airacobras like my father flew in North Africa. He was like half a German ace since he pranged one in England, another in Algeria, and was shot down at Kassarine Pass (Please don't be offended by the word 'prang' its NOT an obscenity, rather the English term for crashing an aircraft and in common use in WWII).



And, there was a mine exhibit next to the motel. Been 46 years since I pushed an ore car....



A jeep full of high school girls gave me positive yay-hoos in Tonopah. My cousin's daughter's boyfriend was gaga over my sgian dubh...he never realized Scotsmen carried "knives" in their sox...but he really liked it...was taking close up pictures...

Anyhow, a great reunion despite challenging weather. Headed on home tomorrow.