So, naturally, I decide to go and check it out. My faithful friend Catie comes along. We aren't able to go for the beginning, but we should be there for the last 45 minutes, which surely will be enough to get our fill of lawn mower racing. Wrong! We get there as they're handing out awards. We've missed the whole thing! Dang it.
But, we did get to check out the lawn mowers, and we did get to talk to the racers. Apparently this is a thing. I thought it was just your everyday dads with their lawn mowers, coming out to support the local festival. Nope. These people travel to go to lawn mower races. They have their own track in Spanish Fork where they practice once a month. They have an association (with their own t-shirts!) and different divisions. I don't know whether to be impressed (and want to race a little myself!) or run and hide.
I still want to see a lawn mower race. But this was a fun experience all the same. I am counting it as a half a festival. 3.5/5!
My dollar today (yeah, I haven't completed the 5 festivals, but this called out to me) goes to the family of a little boy named Owen who has cancer. He's 7. As mentioned earlier, I had a sister pass away of cancer (at the age of 8), so I feel extra compassion for this situation. As Catie and I were leaving the lawn mower race, we saw a concession tent bearing the banner "We Love Owen!" and we went to check it out. Poor kid. The chemo seems to be decreasing the cancer so far, so we wish him the best.
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