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She glanced across the table at her husband. “Yes, they do.”
“The climbing wall we put up five years ago worked. During the summer season, it’s booked solid on weekends and between forty and seventy percent of running hours weekdays. The zip line kills it. We’re going to incorporate them into an Adventure package this season. Add the climbing wall or zip line to your hiking or biking, kayaking. Complete three adventures, get fifteen percent off a purchase at Outfitters. We could add the ropes course this season if we build it in time. Or next.”
Lydia tapped a finger on the table. “Miles, you haven’t expressed an opinion one way or the other.”
“Liam should make his own case, and I think he has. He nagged me until I took a trip to White River Resort to try theirs. It’s challenging, but it’s fun, and it works.”
“White River is three times our size.”
Liam grinned. “Small but mighty, Grand.”
“Obviously, Liam votes for it.” Mick spread his hands. “Miles, I’m assuming you do?”
“I do.”
“Nell?”
“I’m an aye.”
“My darling Drea?”
As she tossed back her hair, she sent her father-in-law a flirty smile. “I’ll tell you, my darling Mick, I’ll never understand why anyone would pay to hang on to a rope, but I’ll vote yes.”
“So does legal counsel,” Rory added.
“And I’ll add my aye. Want to make it unanimous, Lydia?”
“If you don’t bend to changes, you break.” She pointed at her husband. “Don’t think for one minute you’re climbing ropes, Irish.”
“Spoilsport.”
“Yeah! I’ll get started on it with the designer and builder next week. Thanks. You never told me you went to White River.”
Miles shrugged. “Last fall. I wouldn’t have told you if I thought it sucked either. You made your case.”
“Any more new business, Liam?”
“No, Pop. I’m going to take my victory and retire from the field.”
“Drea?”
“Some seasonal changes in packages for Events. And Nell and I are working on the idea, for summer, of a midweek picnic. A set menu, every Wednesday evening, long tables by the lake, two bars, buffet-style food and carving stations, musical entertainment.”
“Picnic by the Lake.” Nell took up the theme. “I’m working with the Lodge chef on the menu—keep it simple, friendly—make sure there are kid-friendly options, vegetarian and vegan options. Basically what we do for Buffet Night in the Lodge on Sundays, but midweek and outdoors.”
“I used to camp out near the lake when we were just the Lodge.” Mick studied the cost projections, and his eyebrows shot up. “Price of these grills is a hell of a lot more than a cookstove or a skillet over a campfire.”
“Times change,” Lydia said, and he laughed.
“That’s a touché. I gotta say, I like it. The long tables, people sitting together. Makes community.”
“We’ll have firm numbers before our next meeting.”
“And the menu—which will be subject to change as needed,” Drea added. “Hospitality is coordinating with the spa on a seasonal specialty drink, beginning with lavender-infused margaritas.”
“What the hell kind of drink is that?” Mick demanded.
“The new Après manager’s idea. I think it’s a clever one. Nell’s not completely sold, but I like it,” Drea continued. “Especially since Morgan made me one.”
