You can't spell crack without CRA

We're taking a break from our regularly scheduled program of #30dayblog to bring you this public service announcement regarding one of the best weekends of my life. Okay, that might be pushing it, but it's definitely up there. After many months of being harassed, hassled and begged to volunteer at the Brainerd International Raceway for the Central Roadracing Association I finally took the plunge, took a Friday off of work and drove up to Brainerd, MN with Eric to see what all the hubbub was all about. I am so very glad that I did...

I don't want to bore you with details that I'm probably the only one that will care about, but I will describe some of my favorite things in hopes of enticing more people to volunteer with me next month, August 5th, 6th and 7th.

The Omni-Mok - Thursday night, Eric and I drove up to BIR and arrived around 9pm. As the sun was setting, we found Dennis' RV where we settled in and chatted with some friends. Later, the infamous Omni-Mok drove back into our campsite and I revelled in its awesomeness. This vehicles former life was to test the jaws-of-life, which was apparent in the fact that the roof was totally hacked off. Dennis modified it to be a joy-rider with fancy lights, upgraded speakers, musical horns to honk, a trailer hitch for extra passengers and most importantly...cup holders on the outside for a nice cold beer while we ride around the private property at 10 mph. We were armed with water guns while other vehicles had bubble machines and we all had a good time messing with each other.

Being close to the action - Working as a Flagging & Communication volunteer puts you right on the track. You can't get closer to the action than constantly being at the ready to jump in and help racers in need. Every time the pack approached, it sounded like we were about to be bombarded by a very angry group of giant wasps. Watching them take corners was exciting and terrifying, I felt the need to hold my breath every pass for fear of something happening. But of course they are all expert riders and from where I was, I never saw a rider fall (although it did happen on other corners and I saw what was very nearly a major crash on the last lap of the last race on the last day, but the rider was a quick thinker and saved the day). Coming into this weekend, I didn't care much for racing and just thought bikes were pretty, but being so close makes you feel the excitement and connected to the racers.

The Family - The instant I set foot on those grounds, I could feel the camaraderie between everyone, even total strangers. Track is something that everyone had in common there and it seemed to bring all of the great misfits together. As the week went on, I got to meet people from all walks of life and they all welcomed me with open arms, ready and waiting to pick on me like all of the regulars. I really, truly felt like I belonged there and I can't wait until next month so I can see all of my new friends again. Nick's amazing cookies are also something to look forward to...that crazy man made 581 cookies for the workers, 6 different kinds...that's love...

Pretty Pretty Bikes - Not going to lie...I'm kind of wanting one now...that's all I'm going to say about that.

So this was an extremely fun and successful weekend, I made a ton of new friends and got some of the craziest sunburn lines. More people need to get in on this and join the crazy family. Just don't forget the sunscreen and spf lip balm...burning your lip hurts like hell...