The Fourth



All day we we were having what is known as June gloom here, in July with low clouds and sort of fog.  Then it lifted, so we hoped to see the fireworks in more than blue and red fog.
Robert ran up our flag.  Those are our spreaders in the background.

Ian and Janice skunking us at cards.  Evan and Aaron were out scouting the many channels of Marina Del Rey.  We at least had some sun, but later were handing out coats and big towels to keep warm.  Dinner was late - incredible barbecued chicken from Ian, Ian's good beer, corn and fruit.    We all wanted to go to sleep but had to make it until 9 for the fireworks. 
The parking lots were jammed with cars, we were free, thank heaven as people had to pay $20.  The park across the way looked like and sounded like Disneyland.  When the fireworks went off, you could hear thousands of voices....but when the incredible finale exploded the sky - it sounded as if we were in a huge amphitheaterwith people clapping and cheering.  The explosions echoed  and boomed around the bay - we couldn't see all the people but hear this enormous crowd cheering and yelling.

Evan and Aaron waiting for nightfall.
The fireworks had been cancelled in the past couple of years, and the 20 minutes we had were full of spectacular explosions.  Does  this mean the economy has improved?