Is the weekend over yet?

My poor Danskos. They have been through a lot. But I think this weekend finally killed them.

We got home at 9:00 on Sunday night, with the Toaster and Sputnik packed full of otter necessities like tents, electical cords and hula hoops. But we were both too whooped to even think about unpacking. It was tough enough just to make the long walk from cars to bed.

So the otter circus thats in my car went to work and back with me yesterday. We toughed up and unloaded, cleaned and organized last night, but only because it started to smell like dead otter in my car and there was no room for my NEW BIKE!.

But for all the work, and all the grumblings about the chaos that is the Otter, I had a blast. Its the one chance that our entire team has to get together. Where else would our Cat 4 road racers get to hula hoop with our pro downhillers?


Only one place. And so, each year...its totally worth it.

Huge huge thank yous to every bella who came out and raced and volunteered and hulad and hooped and boogied and bubbled.

Muah!