Bling!So, we followed the clues, we answered the riddles and we logged some serious mileage on those borrowed cruisers.
But alas, CC and I did not find that elusive diamond ring last Saturday. But you know what? We found ourselves. And more importantly, we found out that we're pretty good at scavenging (see totally non-posed picture at left) and hunting.
So, we win! Just not $25,000.
It really may not have helped that we were both irresponsibly hungover, either. (Yes, that's a Press Club stamp on my right wrist)
But, a couple bottles of water and some turkey sandwiches later, we channeled our inner Veronica Mars and unleashed some serious sleuthing on the world.
The clues and riddles cast the participants throughout downtown. Teams were given different clues at different times, so like some human deluge, we flooded the city streets in a scrambling, blue sea of greed and child-like sincerity. It was like one part Carmen Sandiego, one part Amazing Race. And all parts awesome.
CC and I counted the buttons on the statue of Dr. Sun Yat-sen in the Chinese village near Zokku; bounced along the cobble-stoned streets of Old Sac in search of a stove inside an old rail car; and nearly had double meltdowns as we biked our way toward Sutter's Fort, only to skip what we declared to be a trick question involving duck ponds.Nearly 800 teams participated in the inaugural event and the Sacramento Food Bank raked in over $3,000!
And more importantly, I had fun. So Race for the Rock, you're a success. You're feeding hungry people! Helping jewelry? And getting my sorry ass out of bed before 8 a.m. on a Saturday, which is no mean feat.
My only advice is that next year, you check with other scheduled events slated for race day.
Several clues required teams to invade César Chavez Plaza, only to find it had been closed in preparation for Grape Escape (props to the security guards who stood by the fence, giving us answers). Sutter's Fort had a really awkward Native American celebration underway. And the final two-part clue had thousands of blue-shirted racers scrambling between bounce houses and stock cars during a NASCAR appreciation festival (?!) near the Capitol.
All in all, a spirited start to the weekend. And one that would eventually lead to me finagling a free ticket to the aforementioned Grape Escape. Leading to further mirth, evidently:
1 thought(s):
"But alas, CC and I did not find that elusive diamond ring last Saturday. But you know what? We found ourselves. And more importantly, we found out that we're pretty good at scavenging (see totally non-posed picture at left) and hunting."
Thanks for making me LOL. I miss you, by the way.
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