Vic and Christina got up early and headed down to Lake McClure for their Oktoberfest meeting. I stayed in bed, and after a while of not being able to get back to sleep, got up. I tinkered around with the computer for a while before breaking down and cutting the grass. At some point I've managed to hurt my back, I'm not really sure how. I finished cutting the grass, and sat inside feeling miserable for a bit. I had some errands to run, so I eventually dragged myself out to run them.
While I was out, Larry called and said he and Vince were going flying, so I toddled out to see if I felt like flying - I didn't. There's a bunch of new junk in the hangar, as Ken's obviously been on some sort of buying spree. Vince showed up, and has some very colourful bruises after his adventures on Thursday. I went home, and just watched TV until the ladies got back, when I got to watch them unload the hang glider.