Showing posts with label trucks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trucks. Show all posts

Saturday, August 16, 2008

so why were we at the races?

I'm bouncing back and forth between BC and the UP this morning, which is fitting in that my hometown and Conrad's hometown are similar in ways and odd in that I'm in a hotel room in Makena, HI. A blog entry on BC just done, now to return to last Monday's teaser about us being at truck races last weekend.

Why? It's a simple reason, and one we're very proud of: Dan Beauchamp. Don't recognize the name? I hope one day you will for his accomplishments at racing (and beyond, too!), but we know him foremost as Conrad's nephew.

You've seen Dan's older brother and sister in law in this blog, and Dan has made an appearance, too. Conrad has been able to watch the races, but this time was my first opportunity. Making it more worthwhile was that the races were at Bark River, Dan's hometown venue, and his parents and other family were there.

You see, I still don't know anything about trucks, cars, buggies, whatever. It's not how I'm wired. Kind of the same way that I just don't get baseball, football, or hockey (but, surprisingly, I do get basketball, sort of). Anytime I go see such events live, though, it's different. There's an energy that sucks you in, and for the few hours we had at Bark River, it was the most fun thing we could possibly have been doing on a sunny August Sunday.

Dan made the podium that day, finishing third (after jumping out to an early lead but then suffering a spin coming out of a tight turn). Making us even more proud was how he was very publicly raining money for and awareness of the fight against a rare disease called Prader-Willi Syndrome. Dan's little cousin suffers from it, and it was genuinely touching to see all the racing fans wearing t-shirts from the information booth and then to have Dan share the podium with his cousin. After the local news interviewed him, there was time for a photo with his deservedly beaming Mom (Conrad's sister, Karen).

Some photos, then, of the day, the race site, Dan's truck in action, and the awards after. I hope we can get another visit to a race in - likely not this year given all that's going on with us, but one day again. And again. Oh no, am I mildly hooked on this? With Dan's growing success, I certainly have good reason!













Monday, August 11, 2008

truck racing: a glimpse


Yes, you read that entry title correctly. Truck racing.

Now look, I'm not the most self-aware person around, I know, but I can recognize a few things about me:

1. I am a snob. A food snob. A culture snob. A Canadian snob. A west-coast snob. Snob snob snob snob snob. There, I said it.

2. I know bugger-all about cars, trucks, vans, motor vehicles. Four wheels? Check. Steering wheel? Check. If it's an automatic, I can drive it, in theory. It's my Dad's favourite joke to ask me after every vacation I take what type of car we rented. Invariably, my answer is a colour.

So how did we spend a few hours yesterday? At a typical all-American, small-town (though not necessarily) pursuit: off-road racing. Yes, I spent three or so hours at the Bark River course near Escanaba, MI, watching trucks and other vehicles vroom around a dirt track.

FREAKIN' FUN! No, I'm not being snarky.

I'll blog more tomorrow - I need to get to bed a little earlier tonight. I leave you with a photo that will explain why, perhaps. If you don't get it, stay tuned...