Who knew? I'm sitting at the
STORM race HQ as I write this; I just fired up my laptop to review a few volunteer placements . . . I discovered, much to my surprise, somebody is broadcasting unsecured wireless in this area and my wireless network card picked it up. Shocking! Theoretically, I could blog throughout the race but I doubt I'll have time to dabble with that.
And I thought I'd be out in the wilderness, or at least out of internet range, for several days. Silly me.
So, what am I doing today? Glamourous things like meeting the portajohn guys to make sure they deliver the "sanitation" equipment to the correct obscure gravel road in the middle of nowhere, and finalizing the UHaul truck agenda. Making a final pass through our list of land owners and other local personnel. Hanging the o-flags, so long as the thunder stays away and I can get out on the water for some good paddling. Loading and unloading my car with lots of boxes of t-shirts, banners, and gear (although I think I pulled it all off with just one trip -- mostly because there are 2 other cars swinging by our house to get stuff like the 20 cases of gatorade etc!).
I'll try to relax a bit tonight and get some rest; the test of endurance for the organizers of a race starts
long before the actual race.
For those of you doing the race, the weekend weather looks great and all indications point to a memorable adventure on this narrow stip of sand between the Atlantic and the Chesapeake!