Always tension and excitement on Sunday morning.  Will the rains hold off long enough to get packed?

Will there be enough left-overs for breakfast?

Will all of this stuff go back into the car?

And, of course, who will be chosen to be this year's Turtle recipient?

The judges, in their Solomon-like wisdom have made their determination

(drum roll please)

For raising Brigadoon, for breaking down Brigadoon, and for establishing Brigadoon a second time, the Turtle is awarded this year to Dave and Trish and Pat and Marilyn and Ken and Martha

(Now, how will they work out who gets to display and dust this prestigious award?  Come back next year to find out.)