East Race Waterway
Exciting times in South Bend this weekend! On Friday night Mike and I stumbled across "Enshrinement Weekend" at the College Football Hall of Fame, where they inducted 8 people, including LaVell Edwards, who was the coach at BYU when I was there, and apparently won more games during his tenure at BYU than all other BYU coaches combined! I think they named the stadium after him.
On Saturday we woke up to rain, and thought our plans were foiled; however, it cleared up just in time to meet up with some MBA friends Alana and Ted and brave the rapids of the East Race Waterway. The East Race is the first man-made whitewater course in North America. It's about a half mile long and is the home of some pretty big whitewater kayaking competitions. For 2 months in the summer, 2 days a week, you can rent rafts and ride down it. A helmet, a life jacket, and about 30 seconds of instruction (not the least helpful of which was: "don't hit the white barriers or your raft could get pinned and flip") are all you need to be on your way!
Note the intense look of concentration on Mike's face.
After the rafting, we said goodbye to our friends and headed out to make some elephant ears at the New Paris Speedway. We arrived, whipped up a batch of dough, and opened our doors just in time for the rain to start. Soon after, the races were canceled, so we ate a couple elephant ears, threw out our dough, cleaned our bucket, and went to visit Grandma. She made us a wonderful dinner of Teriyaki Shrimp and pecan pie, and we had a great visit. We finished the evening by looking through some of Grandma's photo albums, and Mike got to see some great pics of me in those really awkward Junior High days, when i was into MC Hammer pants and crooked hair. (sorry, no digital copy!)
On Saturday we woke up to rain, and thought our plans were foiled; however, it cleared up just in time to meet up with some MBA friends Alana and Ted and brave the rapids of the East Race Waterway. The East Race is the first man-made whitewater course in North America. It's about a half mile long and is the home of some pretty big whitewater kayaking competitions. For 2 months in the summer, 2 days a week, you can rent rafts and ride down it. A helmet, a life jacket, and about 30 seconds of instruction (not the least helpful of which was: "don't hit the white barriers or your raft could get pinned and flip") are all you need to be on your way!
Note the intense look of concentration on Mike's face.
After the rafting, we said goodbye to our friends and headed out to make some elephant ears at the New Paris Speedway. We arrived, whipped up a batch of dough, and opened our doors just in time for the rain to start. Soon after, the races were canceled, so we ate a couple elephant ears, threw out our dough, cleaned our bucket, and went to visit Grandma. She made us a wonderful dinner of Teriyaki Shrimp and pecan pie, and we had a great visit. We finished the evening by looking through some of Grandma's photo albums, and Mike got to see some great pics of me in those really awkward Junior High days, when i was into MC Hammer pants and crooked hair. (sorry, no digital copy!)
2 Comments:
At 6:08 PM, Michael & Sarah said…
Sarah forgot to mention the picture of her pet llama, who took first on the obstacle course!
At 4:04 AM, Sarah said…
3rd, dear. But at nine months old, he was a prodigy!
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