Ragnar Adventure



July 17-19

When Katie and Kyle needed help filling their allotment of twelve runners for the family Ragnar team, KR called on her running buddies, Marnie Herrick, Lisa Sauer and Terri Wynder for help. Ragnar is a competitive relay race held in various locations at different times of the year, involving two teams of six who leap-frog each other. Often called a slumber party without sleep, pillows or deodorant, this unique race turns out crazy costumes, inside jokes, close quarters and unforgettable stories. Our Ragnar "Northwest Passage" 210 mile route began in Blaine, WA’s Peace Arch Park on the Canadian border, crossed Deception Pass, and ended at Langley, WA. KR was thrilled her friends could join in and the women began training in earnest. Terri rolled her ankle during a run one morning and didn’t know if she would be able to participate, so Welcome Sauer, Lisa’s husband, was recruited to be back-up for Terri and also for any of the “oldsters” who might give out. The overall team name was designated the "Mustdashes" (with a moustache themed logo, of course). 

Van 1 consisted of KR, Marnie, Lisa, Terri, Welcome, Kyle’s parent’s, Mark and Lisa Christensen, and Mike as the driver. None of our cars provided enough room, so we rented a Suburban from KR's sister, Marianne’s, friend for the two-day race. Our runs took place from 6:00 a.m. to about noon, 6:00 p.m. to midnight, then the next day 6:00 a.m. to noon again. Kyle’s sister’s in-laws let the eight of us crash at their Ferndale house the night before the race after  we polished off a pasta load at a local Anacortes restaurant.




KR's sister, Marianne, had the Van 2 group stay at her house - Katie and Kyle, Mike and Amy, and Mark and Laurel. After the race began, the two teams alternated back and forth for the rest of the race using Marianne's home as a base for resting, sleeping and eating the yummy food she provided. KR's legs were 6.3 miles, 4.5 miles, and 3.1 miles. She also ran three miles or so of Marnie’s last 8.1 mile leg. Van 2 members were awesome and made up time each run to keep our overall team on pace. The race was exhausting, exhilarating, and supremely fun, all rolled into one. Would she do it again? "Only if all my teammates joined me. It would be difficult to duplicate the great experience we shared together. We laughed ourselves silly." By the time they finished the race, there weren't many teams coming in after, but they gloried in the moment, receiving their hard-earned medals. Quite the personal accomplishment!
























Katie, Kyle, KR and I drove straight from the race to the  Red Lion SeaTac Airport for a good night's sleep. The first room assigned to us was obviously occupied (clothes, suitcases, and open alcohol), so we were switched to a nicer, "tower" room. Unfortunately, the new room, situated directly above the ballroom where an East Indian wedding celebration was taking place, reverberated with loud, obnoxious music . Fortunately, everyone was exhausted, so it didn't seem to matter!. 

Sunday morning Katie and Kyle flew to SLC and we flew straight to Vegas, where we caught a shuttle and headed to the Gecko House to prepare for the arrival of the Cely family from Colombia. The shuttle was late so we missed church.

The Kid's are in Town

In the run-up to Ragnar, the Dover and Seattle Anderton clans paid Wenatchee a visit and we enjoyed being together for a few days.








Fire

We returned home to a major fire burning along the river near Entiat, north of Wenatchee. We drove to Orondo and could see the creeping flames working their way down towards the Columbia River in the darkness. The advancing line exploded into flames when it met a stand of pine trees and then it would calm down as it continued on its way.



Mom's Birthday Celebration - Utah #2

 

 June 28 - July 7

On June 28, we packed up quickly and headed for Utah (again!) in the Pilot, this time via Vancouver to visit for a few days with Katie, Kyle and Max. They moved into a small house in Vancouver proper and wanted us to see how they fixed things up. We drove through the gorge arriving at the house just in time for dinner at a lovely restaurant on the Columbia River. The sunny day made for a pleasant evening, as we walked along the boardwalk after dinner watching the boats, planes, and waterbirds.

Previously an office for Kyle's dad's business, the kid's new place is perfect for a young couple. The newly refinished floors and white paint on the living room built-ins gave the home a fresh, new look. After breakfast, we drove to Portland searching for a roof rack for the Pilot. The Cely family from Columbia would be visiting soon and with seven bodies inside the car, luggage space would be at a minimum. We bought a reasonably-priced rack and cargo net, and had it installed within minutes.

The next morning, Sunday, we discovered what a quick pack job looked like. Mike brought black shoes to wear to church, but unfortunately, they were not a matched pair. He tried to keep his feet out of sight as best he could and no one knew the better, except Katie, Kyle and I. We kept laughing every time he tried to tuck his feet under the chair or bench (Mike's body doesn't tuck well).


Monday morning we took off early for Utah and made it to Morgan late that evening. We spent Tuesday and Wednesday helping with preparations for Mike's mom's 90th birthday party. Her birthday was April 17, but the family waited until we returned from our mission to celebrate. Thursday evening was the big day and Mom A dressed early, then sat like a queen in her chair in the parlor awaiting the guests. Since it was the 4th of July weekend, we were a bit antsy about numbers, but a nice group of people began pouring in and it kept steady for several hours. Most happily, all Mom's siblings made it and we took a wonderful group photo. Kim put together some wonderful refreshments and everyone had a lovely time.





Katie and Kyle, Mike and Amy, plus all their kids, also came for the party plus the 4th of July festivities Thursday night and Friday. Fireworks blasted in the backyard, then everyone set up their tents, cots, mattresses, etc. for the big sleepover. Early the next morning, the Henefer 5K participants pulled out. Kristi was hoping for a first place medal this year, since she bumped up into the 60+ division, but the race official merged the 60+ into the 45+, so she came in 3rd after some youngsters beat her out by a couple of minutes.











Returning to the chaos of the backyard, everyone packed up, enjoyed downing five, giant Sub sandwiches, then were on their way. Amy and her family headed to St. George, as did we, for a weekend at the Gecko House. Leaving the Pilot in St. George, we took the shuttle to Vegas EARLY Monday morning and flew back to Wenatchee. With our upcoming whirlwind schedule, we would need the car, complete with the new roof rack, spotted there for use in a few weeks.