HAPPINESS IS…
... seeing some classic racecars ripping up the track like they did 40 years ago.
... the smell of unburned race fuel as the cars brake hard in Turn 5 at Road America
... a chance meeting with an old college roommate you haven't seen in 8 years.
... catching up with family members you haven’t seen in a year.
... being so busy that a computer wasn’t even touched for 5 days.
... and lastly ... oh never mind, this is a public forum
Well, that's certainly not all that defines happiness, but it was plenty for me this past weekend.
An opportunity to see some historic racing at Road America (in WI) presented itself so I hopped on a plane. Most of my immediate family is still living up in that area and some of my aunts and uncles were in town for the races, so it turned out to be an impromptu family reunion as well.
Normally a quiet little town, Elkhart Lake was packed with people for the off track activities. One really cool thing is the racecar parade on Friday night. The cars leave the track, run down some public roads, and end up parking downtown for a show. Compared to a normal parade, they go relatively fast so I had a tough time capturing them on film (sorry
). Lolas were the featured Marque for the weekend, but there were plenty of Porsches, McLarens, and the like running around. Of course, there were tons of old Camaros, Mustangs and Corvettes competing as well. Here are just a few as examples.


Racing takes place during the day, but the activity on Sat night is a car show. Lots of unique high dollar Ferraris, Porsches, Corvettes were viewed. I even spotted a Lamborghini and Rolls Royce. There were so many people crowning around the cars that I didn’t bother snapping any pictures (sorry again). The only thing I got a picture of was this 1912 Harley-Davidson during a short break in the crowd. I always thought it would be cool to own and restore one of these simple machines.

So that’s my excuse for being absent and I feel it’s a darn good one. Now it’s back to the craziness - this place isn’t going to build itself. And it looks like I need to get caught back up here at Garage Journal as well.
... seeing some classic racecars ripping up the track like they did 40 years ago.
... the smell of unburned race fuel as the cars brake hard in Turn 5 at Road America
... a chance meeting with an old college roommate you haven't seen in 8 years.
... catching up with family members you haven’t seen in a year.
... being so busy that a computer wasn’t even touched for 5 days.
... and lastly ... oh never mind, this is a public forum
Well, that's certainly not all that defines happiness, but it was plenty for me this past weekend.
An opportunity to see some historic racing at Road America (in WI) presented itself so I hopped on a plane. Most of my immediate family is still living up in that area and some of my aunts and uncles were in town for the races, so it turned out to be an impromptu family reunion as well.
Normally a quiet little town, Elkhart Lake was packed with people for the off track activities. One really cool thing is the racecar parade on Friday night. The cars leave the track, run down some public roads, and end up parking downtown for a show. Compared to a normal parade, they go relatively fast so I had a tough time capturing them on film (sorry


Racing takes place during the day, but the activity on Sat night is a car show. Lots of unique high dollar Ferraris, Porsches, Corvettes were viewed. I even spotted a Lamborghini and Rolls Royce. There were so many people crowning around the cars that I didn’t bother snapping any pictures (sorry again). The only thing I got a picture of was this 1912 Harley-Davidson during a short break in the crowd. I always thought it would be cool to own and restore one of these simple machines.

So that’s my excuse for being absent and I feel it’s a darn good one. Now it’s back to the craziness - this place isn’t going to build itself. And it looks like I need to get caught back up here at Garage Journal as well.
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. Actually, that particular one is not my foot, but it helps explains how that titanium plate is attached to the heel bone, better explaining the X-rays. 






























. But I will finish, nevertheless. Yes, the thread seems to have picked up momentum and I'm glad to have you all aboard on this crazy ride. Thanks for popping in.