We spent a lot of time moving about our campsite chasing sunbeams and enjoying the views. Many puffed up birds haunted the trees above us
We spent a long weekend camping at the Texas Motor Speedway, watching our favorite Indycar drivers racing about at truly mind-boggling speeds. The trip had it all: severe weather, fast cars, hot women, semi-serious injury, and more rainbows than a two year old could count.
Photo Credit: Brian Landis
My cabin fever hit critical mass early last week. I told Brian I really needed to unplug, get out of town, and hear the wind through the trees for a couple of days. After recovering from his shock, he agreed wholeheartedly. Brian loves to camp. I do and I don’t. I do love laying in the tent, looking up at the sky through the screen and listening to the birds. I don’t love stinging insects that make me injure myself in my frantic attempts to run away from them. I’ve always had this intensely frustrating fear and it’s always screwed up my favorite outdoor activities, but the need to get out of my head outweighed the buzzing terror.