After having a few days to reflect on that beautiful sunny Saturday afternoon, I’d like to share my team’s race day experience. We started off with a nice wholesome breakfast in the fresh country air, relaxing and listening to the morning song birds sing. After the brief intro from the race organizers, we began our gentle morning jog down to the lake. The water was refreshing and a swim seemed to be in order but the loading of our yacht took precedence. Noticing that our engines had failed we tied our luxury cruise liners together and started paddling through the hurricane force Gail’s that produced the six foot white-caps on the lake. After reaching first base, our team had worked up quite a hunger. So without delay we set aloft the large spinnaker sail over the others, due to the wind conditions, which were read perfectly by the skipper, I might add. With the wind doing the work for us, we had time to enjoy some trisects and champagne and good conversation during the second leg. Upon reaching shore the deck hands did a marvelous job of policing our craft. With the cruise liner docked and the day so nice, we decided to jog back to our cabin.

Once at the cabin we enjoyed some treats again and took off on a cross-country walk through the beautiful West Texas wilderness. We came across some nice native insects, killer iguanas, wild horses, and longhorn cattle without the horns, and I could have sworn that I saw the endangered jackolope! The only thing that ruined the pristine beauty of the landscape was these hot pink jugs that we kept coming across. They were really an eye sore! After seeing ten or so of these eye-sores, we decided to head back to the cabin for some rub. Once we got there though, it seemed such a waste of a cool sunny day to just sit. So we went off for a bike ride to try and locate a hill to catch a sunset. As we lazily rode through the prickly pears singing songs and mooning the native wildlife, a wonderful thing happened! We came up to a ONE THOUSAND FOOT cliff that looked perfect to see a sunset. With the joy and carefree attitude that the day had given us, we eagerly threw our bikes upon our shoulders and began to climb. Hoping up the cliff, we had to use our cat-like reflexes to avoid the heat-seeking, man-eating rattlesnakes, but we finally reached the top! Only to learn that one of our teammates had nearly lost his bike to one of the man-eating rattlesnakes. Thank goodness for the specialized airlock tubes and his quick reflexes.

With so much time before a sunset and knowing that we had a roast back at the cabin, we reluctantly left our little piece of Heaven and scooted on back. That evening as we enjoyed some fine wine and food as, we reflected upon the day. And we all knew that a family vacation is in order for this fine venue!