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Well, it rained and rained and rained all Wednesday night into Thursday morning. Apparently, the waterproofing spray that Frankenbutt applied to the tent has officially “worn off”. Before we were even asleep, both Frankenbutt and the Beast were complaining that the edges were leaking. I, however, was dry. I had unwittingly chosen the center spot in the tent prior to the start of our trip. I also chose a down sleeping bag after reading that down bags will stay warm even if they get wet. (I didn’t get the name “Butterball” by accident; I know how to stay the perfect temp!) Nonetheless, I felt bad for my husband and daughter but we all eventually drifted off to sleep.
We awoke to more rain Thursday morning and Frankenbutt was jonesing for coffee; I took the opportunity to suggest an easy breakfast of donuts. He waited until the rain let up and then dashed out to the 7-Eleven store close to the track. About 5 minutes after he left, a huge downpour came. I enjoyed posting the situation on Facebook, noting that I hope he keeps the donuts dry! He returned between downpours and we enjoyed chocolate donuts, milk and coffee in the tent.
Eventually, the rain let up and we joined the other BMX families around the Concessions stand. Jennifer let us know that she had pre-arranged for us to get showers via the neighboring water park … SWEET! After showers, the sun was out and we pulled the wet stuff from our tent into the sun to let it all dry. I then set about making phone calls regarding the Beast’s broken eye glasses.
Although they were still considered under warranty, we had unknowingly purchased them from a non Walmart owned Vision Center that was renting space inside the Walmart. For that reason, we could only get them replaced at “no charge” at one of the 11 similar facilities in the country … none of which were in Michigan. Hmm … other alternatives? The voice on the other end of the phone said that we could come in and try to find a similar frame; if so, she’d gladly remove the lenses from the broken frame and install them in the new frame. We’d only have to pay for the new frame, prices ranging from $9-180/frame.
About then, our friend, Chad, asked if we’d like to join him for lunch at Steak ‘n Shake. I told him the Walmart/eyeglass situation and he said he’d take us there, following lunch. The Beast and I jumped in, ate lunch and hit the Walmart. We quickly learned that there was only one frame that would work: the $82 frame. Crap! I’d have preferred the $9 frame or even the $29 frame. The Beast needed her glasses and we didn’t have many other options. I paid for it and the Beast was glad to be able to see again. We also picked up some waterproofing spray before we returning to the track.
Frankenbutt sprayed all the tent seams and declared that it probably won’t rain again since he had done that. Let’s hope he’s right! As we were walking back up to the track, Coco made friends with a cool dog, named Lacey, and we let her off her leash to play. The two of them ran around chasing one another while we talked with some Michigan BMX parents. One lady, Tracy Lee, asked if we had any laundry we needed done. At first, we said, “not really.” But then she said, “don’t be shy, I’ll gladly do it. I’ve got racing jerseys to wash tonight.” So, we gathered a grocery bag of laundry together and gave it to her. It was such a nice offer. Doing laundry on the road is never easy; what a treat!
We also ran into Kirk Morrison of J&R Bicycles who asked about our ride. He invited us for tacos at his RV and we told him about our adventures, mishaps, etc. He also showed us how to make an “upside down” taco, whose contents will not fall out if you turn it upside down! Awesome!
We enjoyed hanging out and catching up over tacos and drinks while the Beast watched a movie on the overhead TV. At one point, I glanced at my watch and it was 10pm; I thought to myself that we ought to head to bed soon. When I glanced at my watch again, it was midnight! WHAT?? We exchanged funny stories and enjoyed hanging out; I really don’t know where the time went. We thanked Kirk and his guys for a fun evening and headed back towards the tent.
The sky looked clear and we figured the rain was done. We were wrong again. We hadn’t even fallen asleep when the rain started pelting our tent. I was too tired to think about it let alone worry about whatever stuff didn’t make it into the tent from the earlier “drying out”. I had set the alarm for 8:00 am, in hopes that the rain would let up in time for our morning parade with the local riders that Jennifer West had arranged with the media and the township.