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5th Annual Great Bunkhouse
Rubber Ducky Race
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Race
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Carol took all
of the race pictures. This is her picture of the launch platform down
at Dena's Creek.
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Downstream .
This looks a whole
lot better than the last duck race which was in 2011 during the drought!
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Upstream.
Okay, November
is not the usual month for the duck race; so, was a little nippy. However...the
temperature had risen to 72 degrees...positively balmy! Would the wussies
go into the water?!! NO! I had to go in BY MYSELF and launch the ducks
and then pick them up at the finish line.
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I began herding
the ducks.
First thing, the
virgin bride duck flips...the peanut gallery said that they knew her
being a virgin was too good to be true! She would flip for anything
in sight!
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The next thing
we knew, Dorro flips over and loses his hat which was deep-sixed in
Dena's creek!
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The
spectators cheer the ducks on!
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Well,
who would have thought?!! Mary Friday's "Burqa Susie Duck" was
far and away the fastest duck and won the race!
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The
winner!
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I
asked for a moment of silence for Dorro's hat which I COULD NOT see down
below!
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I
was reminded of George Strait's song "I'm Not as Good as I Once Was"
when I tried to get out of the creek! Sigh...this getting old is for the
birds!
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Luckily,
Dena had brought a couple towels down for me! I was a little wet!
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I
thought I should share my good fortune with Mary, the winner! She was
not that pleased!!!
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The
Pea-King Duck got bushwhacked in the stream! I told Carrie that I really
thought his balls would fall off once they hit the water. She indignantly
let me know that those pom-poms WERE NOT BALLS! They were peas! HA!
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The
same group minus the Friendswood girls and plus Carol Hoyland!
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That's
me Nancy Lee, Kathy Hammond in the back, Dena Wenmohs (holding her camouflage
duck (I forgot to take a close up of her duck and she just threw the poor
thing away!), Mary Friday, Connie McMahan, Doris Thompson, and Carrie
Wright. After the race!
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