A:I take good pictures.
B:If anybody from the meet needs picture hosting, I've got my server in the ladn of the living again.
[c]C:/b]You guys (read:wusses) left way to early. Proof is
Hurrr.
Now, the actual stories from the meet, with photos for
illustration.
Saturday:
We met at John's parents place in Lynden, WA. Awesome people, awesome place.
I had a little mishap with a bridge on the way over, and my motor seemed to be running a little rough once I was towed out of the river, so we cracked the head open and took a look.
Regardless, we forged ahead with much merrymaking.
We BBQ'ed, (mmm) then went for a cruise. John led, and managed to get me so turned around, I have no idea where the hell went. I think we were by the Canadian border at some point, but I'm not sure.
John then took us to Lynden's saturday night hotspot.
Dairy Queen. Booyah. We talked more, and generally dominated upon the parking lot, as we are wont to do.
After the Saturday night DQ experience, we went our separate ways, and went to sleep. Jordan and I had fun on the *cough*track*cough* on the way home. 'Nuff said.
Sunday:
Ahh, now the real fun begins. Instagater already posted my pics from today, so I'll just repost them and caption them too. I'm sure all you 56kers will love me for that.
We met at Lowe's at noon. Again, there was much pwnage of the parking lot.
Much. We made many many innocent bystanders confused.
We then went down the street, whereupon we realized that Mt. Baker Highway was many many miles long, and would use many many gallons (that's litres to you Canadian fellows
) of fuel. So we stopped for gas. Again, much pwnage of the parking lot. Some folks in a jeep weren't too happy about it, expressing their distate for the power of the Volvo quite eloquently, IMHO.
So therefore, we went down the street to
yet another parking lot, the post office as a matter of fact, whereupon we scared little old ladies in their Caddies with our massiveness. <-- Not a word, but what the hell.
Then the driving began. Mt. Baker Highway was mastered. 'Nuff said. I annoyed everybody behind me with my lack of passing power. I say, if you're that annoyed, send me a turbo!
Nonetheless, we all had loads of fun. Vurbo's car was ran through its paces, as evidenced by the smoking cat.
We then had a nice rotor-warping time down the mountain. I didn't hold back as many people with my NA-ness, but I did see alot of vacuum.
After the mountain run, we wandered back to jcrump84, WeezilUSA, and TheInstagater's, where there was more barbecuing, and again, general merriment. The vast majority of people left just in time for Jordan to lay down the video previously mentioned. It was HAWT.
So that's our meet. A bunch more photos were taken, it'll be cool to see 'em all. Weezil got some video too.