Met More Neighbors
We had some flat tires to deal with on our bicycles so once we got through those I had to take them for a test run to know they’d work properly. I met another set of neighbors with kids just older than my own and they were as nice as could be. We tossed some football for a bit and they schooled me (more) in the ways of NASCAR.
Heck, I even learned to make a fire NASCAR-style: Put a bunch of wood in a pile, dump some gasoline on it and set a lighter to it. Works like a charm.
I wish Kerri and the kids were here but I had heard that this place goes off the hook at night and I don’t intend on exposing my kids to that any time soon. And while that may exist in some parts of the infield, where we are is subdued and family oriented. Next year for sure.
Oh! I keep forgetting that last night I met the mayor of “Twentynine Palms”. Normally I could give two shits about that but since we just finished Ross’ race out there last Sunday I thought the timing was rather coincidental. I got his card. And told him that we could have done without that last climb into the finish for next year. Not his decision to make but he must have some influence. He said that he had a deep respect for anyone who finished at all and was glad to know about Ross. Small world, eh?