Home from our first MOGA. I can assure you that this one proved that what they say about Missouri is true. "If you do not like the weather, wait 15 minutes, it will change." Thursday was warm and sunny, a perfect day for caching or traveling. Friday was gloomy and beginning to get cold. Those of us who had not packed for cold were sent scurrying for warm clothes. The warm fire and warm friends at the BYOB made up for the cold beginnings. Saturday was cold, wet, gloomy, wet, windy, wet, muddy, and, did I say, WET??? We were treated to rain, rain, mud, slippery trails, wet woods, stuck motor homes, shredded rain suits, and the company of awesome cachers from different parts of the country. Sunday, we woke to a generous dusting of snow and bright sun. The day grew warmer and warmer as the it progressed and cachers swarmed over the lake area like happy ants. The day ended with farewells and promises to "See you next year" over The Mad Chef's cooking and offerings from several oother good cooks. The last of the party ended around a campfire near the lake. After, I returned home, I receive a call from a non-cacher friend who said that she was sorry that we had had such a miserable weekend. I had to tell her that there was NOTHING miserable about it. It was wonderful. She cpould not quite fatham what I was feeling. But what can I say, it was MOGA!!!