Then it was off to the Sand Sculpture Competition. Sorry we wouldn't look at the camera. The Alien was spooky even when we knew the dripping ooze from its mouth was sand and not acid and poor Bender looked really intimidated.
It was the winning sculpture... Dad really likes this artist's work-he still talks about mistress of the interweb from two years ago. I was disspointed that there was no Darth Vader. Dad said the Jabba the Hutt was okay but I was hoping for the man himself.
But nothing could compare to the fun of the NW Cup downhill Mountain Bike Races held on the hill past our house. We went Satruday and Sunday. We saw a couple of big wrecks. Looked at a bunch of expensive bicycles, Watched some crazy men and women bomb the hill, and really had fun! Dad's been riding his bike a lot and I'm a little worried for the old man. He had that twinkle in his eye.
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