Sunday Worship

This last weekend was my families annual trip to the washington coast. This tradition started way back when my mom was still in high school and has continued to this day. we have at times called it a family reunion, which is deceiving considering we all live within 20 minutes of each other, but it helps outsiders know that it is all of my mom's siblings and their families that join in the fun. For those of you not familiar with the washington coast may think that we go to the beach for some sun, surf and relaxation. WRONG! nine times out of 10 there is no sun just clouds and sometimes rain. like this year for example. we saw the sun on rare occasions and we had lots of rain, that limited the amount of activities available to us. but with the olympics starting and plenty of board games we managed to have a good time.

The trip traditionaly starts on friday morning when we leave for the 3-4 hour drive to the coast, with the compulsary stop at mcdonalds in raymond, washington. And concludes on monday with the return trip and another compulsary mcdonalds stop. this is really the only time i ever stop at mcdonalds. The weekend is mostly unscheduled except for dinner which is eaten together as a large family and the traditional sunday worship of go-carts. that's right i said go-carts. for some of you this may come as a shock that my family, devoutly mormon, would participate in such an activity, well, what can i say? we all have our weaknesses. For the most part it is a male bonding ritual in our family but every year one or two girls join in on the fun. And as menfolk are added to this motely crue they are encouraged to join as well. several years agoi decided to hang with the boys and had a blast but really once in 5-10 years is really all i need of this noisy ritual. this year i just stood by the fence and captured the excitement on film as they raced around the track. I've enclosed some pictures so you all can experience the fun with me.

The top picture is of my uncle gary, my brother charlie and my dad in a collision, then next one is of my dad pacing the warning sign. i'm pretty sure they break every rule on there. I love my mom cheering my dad and brother on. she is our best cheerleader! and then the serious faces of charlie and my dad as the race around the track.

so here it is a little insight to my family!