So, for Labor Day I went out to visit my friend Dan and his wife Courtney. When Dan and I get together there is no normal, I just don't think it is possible. Luckily, Courtney is ok with that. So, we spent the weekend on a boat and blowing up soda cans. Needless to say, it made for quite the entertaining weekend!
We don't play games here. Soda Pop Derby is a serious thing...
...Until you get splattered in the face by so much soda that your eyelids are almost stuck closed. But hey, it makes for a VERY enjoyable time and some cool looking pictures.
Courtney was a great driver, and fearless too. At one point I thought she might tip the boat, but she did a good job of getting people off the tube...
...Here is the proof of her skill. I would have sworn Dan did a belly-flop.
Dan decided he would take me through the middle of a wave, luckily I stayed on...
...Then he decided it was time to bounce me over the top.
These types of weekend are definitely the moments in time that take your breathe away, figuratively and literally. I wouldn't have it any other way.
2 people had something to say:
Soda pop derby? Whatever! You are forgetting your roots and I am heartily ashamed of you -- you obviously don't remember playing Fizzball with The Society of the Cow . . . I think that deserves an expulsion!
Fun! I love tubing. I'm sure you were so sticky after the soda can explosions too.
Post a Comment