Destination: Scary Saturday in Gettysburg

After Friday's excitement we awoke Saturday morning to a really good breakfast out in the garden of the Farnsworth House. I had yogurt with raisins, granola and whipped cream, yum. Hubby Bob and I were helping Seven Mountains Wine Cellars from 12 to 2 p.m. at the Gettysburg Wine and Music Festival.  We were looking forward to our first turns behind the tasting bar.

Breakfast garden at the Farnsworth House

All was going well and sales were brisk.  It was fun to talk to all the people as they came to taste wine. It was almost time for our shift to end when a storm blew in quickly. It was forecast to stay away until evening, but I guess it wanted in on all the fun.

At first it was just a light rain, but very quickly turned into driving rain with strong winds.  The tent we were using threatened to blow away.  Those of us working grabbed onto it at each pole to keep it from collapsing.  Once we did that, we were in it for the duration.  Thank God Scott the winemaker told Gina to unzip the canvas on the side or we would have all blown away!  Mary Ann (Scott's wife) and I were holding down a corner post when the wind really picked up and unhooked the ceiling joint from the post.  We were both too short to hook it together AND hang on so the thing didn't launch into the air.  Lucky for us a strong man who had been tasting earlier came out of nowhere and took over for us.

Wine festival after the storm...

Finally the wind subsided and the rain slowed down. Scott shook his fist and shouted, we beat you! To celebrate we went to dinner at a local ale house. Then we decided to take a look at the battlefied......in the dark. Our friend Todd told us battlefield stories at Spangler's Spring and Culp's Hill. Mary Ann and I were both thankful we had not become Gettysburg ghosts during the storm!

 Spangler's Spring on the battlefield...at night

Check out what happened back at the Farnsworth House when we got back from the battlefield!