Late Monday night Juliette (our guest from France) showed up. Kath and Loretta went and got her from the airport in Albany.
Mike and I went fishing in the morning in more bugy creeks, and interrupted long fishless hours with brief moments of "uh-oh I dropped my beer can in the stream, quick, catch it!"
We watched the fireworks just up the road, which turned out to be perfect as there were no crowds, and it was an easy drive back. Sam's first fireworks, these were, and he was I believe, suitably impressed.