In which we take another whirlwind tour of convention in Reno
We sailed away on a bright and sunny day
|Diana helps to hitch up the SS Barbara Lee|
out of Washington State
|The Merry Pranksters|
|Highway 58, up over the mountains|
out of California
and through the night.
|Darkness over Klamath Lake|
We all drove the SS Barbara Lee
And we all took turns talking
|Becky and Sherri|
And finally: Nevada!
|That sn*w seems perilously close to the rig, but our roads were clear and dry.|
They were expecting us.
We off-loaded in record time
|We could easily quit our day jobs and be roadies|
and moved a ton of stuff
|An excellent location: between the raffle and the Tevis booth. LOTS of traffic!|
un-wrapped, unboxed, and
|Boxes of awesome|
|Diana fluffs up the merch|
everything all bright and shiny.
|Sherri makes everything pretty|
|Photo by Merri Melde|
Next door to American Trail Gear, we hosted the first-ever
|Merri Melde and Henry Griffin|
|Everyone we talked to owns about half of the books on the table.|
Which books do YOU have already?
|We made friends with Devin, she rocks.|
Of course, we didn't just sell stuff.
There was also the FOOD.
|Just because I haven't seen these ladies in two years didn't mean we couldn't|
smash seafood together promptly
|Lucy was only temporarily boggled by the shells|
And the CELEBRATING.
|Gail's big award|
And more FOOD.
|Endurance riders are good at eating.|
Then, back to selling stuff.
|ATG Day Two: much stuff already sold!|
|Book Barn, Day 2: the stacks of books are getting smaller|
|We almost ran out of copies of Endurance 101|
And always, the paperwork.
|We are a low-tech group|
All-too-soon: time to pack it up and
|Again with the boxes|
head back out.
|A stop in Shasta City--this is the view from the Black Bear Diner window|
Next year, maybe we'll see you there!