Mormons don't know how to party...

But Angel Moroni does. In fact, here is his telling of the greatest holiday of all times. I got him to write something for the Domestique by saying: my 4th was better. Here is his response.

"Let's see, where is the better place to be in the summer, a crowded city crawling with power hungry deuschebags, or the greatest state in the Union, Minnesota? I'll go with Minnesota. So where is the best place to celebrate America's birthday? At a cabin in Minnesota, of course.

The day began with me being about an hour late to Dan S's apartment to begin our bike ride to Lake Collinwood, about 65 miles due west of Minneapolis. Around 9:30, Dan S, Dan E, and I caught the greenway and began our journey west. James and I had biked nearly all the way to Kraemerica's cabing on the previous Sunday, but enlist Brandon to pick us up about 12 miles away because we thought we were going to miss the boat parade. Because of this, we had a great route and didn't have to spend really any time hovering around a map. Our route included an always fun journey through the bays of Lake Minnetonka, and proceeded on into the glorious countryside of rural MN.

Dan E hit the wall about mile 40, but we after a couple food breaks and chilling out breaks, we made it up to the cabin around 2. It was nearly 95 degrees out, so the first order of
business was to hydrate. Luckly, Dan's girlfriend Kayla drove up the return car with all our camping equipment and 3 gallons of water. We drank and ate fresh cherries for about an hour, then tapped the keg, opened the Rossi, and began to celebrate America's birthday for real.

Something people might not know, a jug of Carlo Rossi floats. We pontooned out to the middle of the lake, put our lifejackets between our legs, and played a little game that became known as Rossi Tossi in perfectly temperatured water. Rossi Tossi consists of drinking some Rossi, then Tossing it into the water in the direction of the next drinker. It goes under water for a second, but then floats back up to the surface. I can't really adequetely explain how fun this was.

We headed back in from the pontoon adventure, did some grilling, then hopped back on a fully loaded pontoon to the park across the lake. Supplied with SoCo, grass, beer, frisbee, and good spirits, we went to the park for a great game of 500. We headed back to the cabin around dark, and enjoyed multiple fireworks shows around the lake as we continued our celebration.

It was amazing, Jake sums it up a little better on his blog.

Good times. T-9 days until hurricane DomestiqueBeta (editors note: a.k.a., "Two of DC's most wanted") hits the cities, the excitement is palpable."

Palpable, indeed. Thanks Moroni.