Recovering...

Don’t know if it was the 45 mph winds at the Texas Motor Speedway this weekend that affecting my allergies or the % of alcohol in my beverage but after we returned home from the NASCAR races… I slept for hours… and hours… and hours…

Every year it gets better and better. One thing is true, we know somewhat to expect, plus becoming closer to the group we hang with, and we don’t get all caught up in all the commercialism but just to enjoy the event. Each time we learn a new definition of “Crazy”. This time it was a toss up between the 200 plus people partying at one campsite where one of the several bands where playing… which was just tempting the cops to come break up all the fun. OR, it was the Dude who jumped on his friends Harley Davidson Ultra Classic motorcycle just after the friend dropped it in the ditch and broke his ankle receiving two pins to repair. Then the Dude… did the unbelievable…jump on the saddle of the bike and did a burn-out in the middle of Victory Circle road, jamming it all the way to 4th gear while pivoting in a circle without dropping it and ended by accelerating out of the smoke victoriously. Then again the ride around the campground as several of us jump on the back of the pickup to see what craziness that was going on in the distance. It was a whole bunch of wild race fans that can not be explained in words but only can be described by witnessing the fun.

Then the good feeling stuff, giggling with friends, sharing meals and hearing the stories all over again. It can’t get any better than that. Thank you, Charles, Brenda and family for another great weekend at the races. Also, to Dale and Peter, we missed you this year.

Well, a trip to the doctor fixed the allergy symptoms and time corrected the tiredness but the memories of another awesome weekend at the biggest redneck party in Fort Worth, Texas… are once again… PRICELESS!