We cheered on friends, laughed way too much, and when the dust cleared (literally - it was wicked dusty), the champion was Patricia MacRae and the handsome Cap. Because, you know, it would be a shame if the title went to someone NOT named MacRae. But Cap had much the class run of the finals, with the only clean turn-back, nice fetches and a decent drive. Congrats!
I took loads of pics, as the light was just dreamy. Here are some of them - thanks for reading!