Log: Puckaweekend 2019 (October 16 - 20)
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Log: Puckaweekend 2019 (October 16 - 20)

Prologue

This post has been two years in the making.

Wednesday

Stuff

Thursday

Stuff

Friday

Stuff

Saturday

Stuff

Sunday

Stuff

Luby
I am a man of few words but to add my own memories and echo some of the others:

  1. The road trip with @Sean, @Dopps, and @DroiDarius helming the Armada was a fun precursor to the PW19 shenanigans. And then meeting @SynAck on the way further grew the excitement.
  2. The lack of laws
  3. Sitting around the pit we built with everyone properly choogled
  4. Delicious meals made by the one and only @red. He says the meals were fudged, but my belly was quite happy
  5. Saying goodbye to the shack while getting a good nights sleep thanks to the choogle and @jeff’s hospitality
  6. @Jeremiah’s stories of all the hotties at the office :awwyeah:
  7. Strongman time chopping, hauling wood and metal, loading up the treasure goblin Junker Paul, and ripping apart the delapitated side of the pole barn. Seeing progress even after only a sophomore visit to the greater Puckalands
  8. Visiting the hometown of @jeff and @red to :shovel: like I was born to
  9. The who dunnit of the missing :pie: because seriously who eats 2 whole pies in 2 days??
  10. Using some heirloom firearms to take some sad electronics out of commission
  11. The laughs, the comradory, and a place to get away from the mundane dredge of adult life. A wonderful land to release pure imagination (edited)

Red
I feel it fair that I cover my highlights as well as anything shameful I did:

  1. My immediate kick-off to PW19 by breaking the axle on @jeff’s trailer. It suits me that I started the weekend IN SHAME.
  2. Arriving at PW to see the usual crew as well as an addition to that crew. It was a pleasure having @Sean, @Dopps, and @Luby return as well as the addition of @DroiDarius and @SynAck.
  3. Cooking for the group and having assistance along the way. I enjoy cooking thoroughly when I’m good and fucked up. Granted, this may cause me to fudge the meals a bit, but damned if I didn’t enjoy it.
  4. The various liquors that were presented this year. Hot damn what a selection.
  5. The ride of shame to Oshkosh to unload the busted trailer and rectify my mistake, all while being terribly fucking hungover.
  6. Making another big-ass dent in the polebarn as well as being awake this time around for the Junker Paul visit.
  7. Shacking up with @Sean again, and the pop-up accommodations in general. @jeff really rolls out the red carpet for that setup.
  8. Dispatching my tablet and laptop with my Granddaddy’s pistols. He would have been proud.
  9. How the pies became the myth of legend like Bigfoot or Lochness. I still don’t believe they ever existed.
  10. While not yet in use, the addition of the new trailer! Helluva site to see the old and new ones side by side.
  11. @Jeremiah on his tractor. It makes me tingle in places rivaled only by my wife.
  12. How much white claw took off. I was timid at first about sharing my love of it but then: (heart) (claw)

Aaron
Like @Sean said, it was the first time I really got to see an out of the cities bonfire and it was more then I had imagined.
Couple other highlights for me..
Working with @Jeremiah and @Sean chopping down trees and watching Jeremiah drop several of them directly onto the fire… A fire so big it took a tractor to stir it up and a leaf blower to turn it into pure red hot heat.
@red’s breakfasts went down real well with a jack and coke. Followed by rolling up the days smokeables with sean then consuming them until the appropriate level of faded was reached for the activites that followed. Was the perfect way to start a day out in the woods and completely true to everything @Sean described about puckaway.
Finally getting there and seeing the grounds I’d heard so much about and meeting all you after months of anticipation.
The line of dressers waiting their turn to be thrown whole into the pit to never be seen again.

Sean
Some of my favorite memories:
Finally arriving after a long day of travel and @Adam Runge had the red carpet rolled out for us, as far as food is considered. He had all sorts of deliciousness cooking on the grill.
The ear to ear shit eating grin on @DroiDarius’s face that first night. Where he was properly choogled, and there were no kids to look after, or some devil woman trying to tell him what to do. He finally was able to relax, and let all that stored up stress release through his boots and into the Puckamarsh
@red’s fantastic meals. He knows that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Must be a trait that runs in the family considering the spread @Adam Runge had prepared for us night one
Finally watching Super Troopers 2 with @jeff and @Dopps
That tequila hooch @DroiDarius brought. Need to add that to my liquor cabinet
Sharing a living space with @red for the first time since 2008. It was as glorious and smelly as I remember
Junker Paul, Puckaway’s perineal treasure goblin. It’s always good to see him, and we filled that truck and trailer of his in record time, with perhaps a record amount of stuff.
@SynAck marveling at the size of the :fire::fire::fire: sustained within :fire: THE PIT :fire:
Albeit tedious in nature, removing all those department store bra storage bins from the (south?) side of the pole barn. Full of water, mildew, mold, and cornoavirus (probably). Each bin was like it’s own mini junk drawer treasure chest. Also allowed @jeff to pinpoint some leaky spots in the roof. As in traditional Puckaway fashion, completing one project only unveils another that needs attention.
The mystery of the disappearing :pie: . Classic Puckaway skullduggery.

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