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Fall Steeplechase Report

MMC Steeplechase HQ

Attending: Karol & Dennis Mason, Donna & Brian Bogardus and Jennie & Thomas Hodges. With a guest appearance from Tom Varallo and a special drive-by appearance from Chip Cunningham.

Tom had set up an awning and a table the night before when he was over at the track finishing up for his Sertoma duties for the big day. The Hodges pulled into the driveway of the Bogardus Estate a few minutes early and the Masons pulled in 20 minutes later.  As with any Club event, even the ones not involving Miatas, there were several minutes spent standing around and chatting about how everyone’s Trust Funds were performing and which local gala charity balls we would be attending this particular season.

The three guys hopped into the Mason’s truck to drive over to the field and set up the second awning and the grills, plus unload the coolers and decorations. On the way over, Dennis apologized for their late arrival and blamed it on Karol. The three ladies walked the short mile over to the track, and while I was not there, I bet Karol blamed their late arrival on Dennis.

The weather was forecast for cool and cloudy, giving way to mostly sunny and warmer. The clouds missed the memo and hung around, low and gray all day except for maybe three or four 10 minute intervals. While almost everyone was dressed for the cool start, we really weren’t prepared to spend all day that way. Add in some fairly steady 10-15 MPH winds and the only time we were warm were those few minutes of sun or when we were standing really close to the small charcoal grill the Mason’s had brought.

Between the first and second races, a gust of wind picked up the Mason’s awning and sent it airborne. It was an amazing spectacle. It looked like a cross between a huge metal spider and a monster from the Cloverfield universe as it flipped and fluttered across the the two empty spaces next to us and landed feet down on top of the Honda minivan in the third spot. Somehow it managed not to scrape the vehicle at all. The only real damage done was to the now bent and slightly broken awning and the psyche of a small girl from the landing spot of said awning. We are pretty sure she didn’t get hit by the awning, but she was so scared that she cried in her mother’s arms for the next 15-20 minutes.

We re-propped the damaged awning back up and several next-door neighbors asked if we wanted some stakes to keep it in place. We politely declined as we actually did have them, but somehow the three heads of the set-up guys never thought to put them in, even though it was already quite breezy and Tom’s awning, which we put it up right next to, was obviously staked in. The women chastised the men about their bone-headed oversight and the men tried to deflect by telling them that it was obviously the women’s fault because they didn’t tell them to put the stakes in. One thing is sure though, there will be one woman in the set-up truck next time…

Because Mr. Varallo’s spot in the fall is on the outside rail right after a fence, we get a first hand view of the most exciting part of the steeplechase experience, jumping. And it really is fun to be up front for all that action until, in the third (or might have been the fourth) race, a horse and jockey takes a somersault 20 feet from where you are standing. The medical teams, both human and animal, were on scene within moments. The jockey bounced up fairly quickly, but horse did not. They held it down for about 5 anxious minutes while it was checked over, before he was let up and was walked off. Phew.

There was just one more bit of excitement left for our six participants on this day. The truck riders and walkers home arrived at Boardman Road at about the same time and when Donna entered the code on the remote garage door opener – it didn’t open. Thinking she may have fat fingered a number, she tried again. It didn’t open. She waited about 15 seconds, cycled the cover open and then closed before trying the code again. Still nothing. Brian then tried it and got the same no response. We even told Jennie and let her try. Time for Plan B, open a regular person styled door with a key. Well, Brian carried his Miata key chain but it has no house key. Donna’s key chain does have a house key, but she didn’t take her purse, it was inside the house. Spare key hidden outside somewhere? Nope (that is a whole other story.) Fortunately a local locksmith was happy to come out and do the rescue.

One last lesson learned on Saturday, Brian needs to bring his real camera to these kinds of events, the cellphone just doesn’t cut it.

CICGC Moves to Netflix

After 9 seasons of being available for free on the internet, Jerry Seinfeld has moved Comedians In Cars Getting Coffee to Netflix and taken the free episodes with him. Too bad, it was fun while it lasted.

25 Years Ago – Fall 1993

Stingray

by
Tom Voelk
Seattle, WA

“Red, definitely red,” I instructed the salesman on the other end of the phone. The words were sure. The words were firm. The words have been dreamed about for a very long time. And they took me back to a day so very long ago.

It was twenty years ago, that day was. I will never forget it. Lying in the backyard, the summer wind dancing across me. The smell, the tickle offish cut grass. The anticipation. Mom singing softly as she hung the laundry on the line. Brilliant white clouds soared across a big blue Minnesota sky. Oh yes, that day. My tenth birthday.

My rusty, old, crummy old, stupid old bike inherited from my big brother Mike was about to be replaced. I just knew it. Lying there in the grass with my head in the clouds, I was already riding my new Stingray. A red Schwinn Stingray.

Actually blue would be just fine. So would green. Ooooh no. Green was kind of dorky, it would have to be either red or blue. No, definitely red with the sparkled banana seat, high rise handlebars and chrome fenders. Oh! What a machine! The fastest in the neighborhood! Morn stopped hanging the laundry to ask what I was grinning about.

So when Dad asked me to help him “pick something up downtown,” well, I knew exactly what was happening. I didn’t let on though. For one thing, my Dad was stem and didn’t appreciate emotional displays. For another, our family wasn’t exactly rich, and I wasn’t going to spoil his big surprise. I wanted to sprint to the car. I walked. Casually.

Wow. I never knew a car could go so slow, or that traffic lights could stay red so long. Red. Oh yeah, that red Schwinn Stingray. My new bike, my Stingray, was certainly going to be the best on the block! It would also probably go faster than this old car.

And it was at that moment my daydreaming gave way to a sickening reality. I scrambled around to look out the back window. Dad had passed right by the Schwinn dealer! Didn’t he know? Hadn’t I made myself perfectly clear these past months? A Stingray! He kept driving. Past the bakery. Past the drug store. I slumped back around. The Stingray was long gone. The car was very quiet. I felt confused and betrayed as Dad pulled the Oldsmobile up in front of Sears.

How can you forget a day like that? It started with such promise and ended so bittersweetly. As I rode home that day I passed the Schwinn dealer and saw the shiny new Stingray I thought would be mine still in the window. That was the day I learned all about compromise, except for the fact I ate all the birthday cake I wanted.

So now twenty years later, I’m on the phone with a guy named Dave at Island Mazda. My wife has suggested a number of practical automobiles to replace my rusty old, crummy old car that was bought second-hand. She knows it’s in vain though. She knows what I really want. After just five minutes on the phone, Dave and I agree on a price for a new Miata.

Now in twenty years I’ve had larger setbacks in life than not getting a bicycle I wanted as a kid. But as he asked me what color I want-ed, I realized here, one childhood dream was coming true. He had no idea of the memories flooding my head. He couldn’t see my quiet smile. All he heard was, “Red. Definitely red.”

Copyright 1993, Miata Magazine. Reprinted without permission.

More Mitsuoka Madness

From the fine folks who brought you the Himiko, a British Jaguar Mark 2s look alike made from a Miata, comes something a bit more ‘Murican, the Rock Star, a C2 Corvette Stingray.

If the link for the Rock Star seems like it is taking too long to load (about 90 secs for me) you can read more about it on Jalopnik here.

Meeting Minutes for October 4th, 2018

When: October 4th, 2018

Where: Old McDonalds Fish Camp, Edgefield, SC

Who: Brian and Donna Bogardus, David and Ellie Brock, Larry Garner, Dennis and Karol Mason, Hal and Trudy Scott, Bob and Pat Tarrant, Tom Varallo.

Thanks to Dennis for making plans for tonight’s meeting. Sorry we didn’t get the back room we’ve had before – it was being used for a birthday party of a long time customer. But they set us up at a large table in the back (after some jockeying). Members enjoyed chatting and socializing before the meeting started. The food as usual was very good.

Treasurer’s Report: Our treasurer was not present but Mike sent his report – The balance started at $989.95, paid out $50 to reserve the clubhouse for the Christmas party, to end with a balance of $939.95.

Club Business:
• PLEASE see Karol at a meeting or send your money for the Christmas Party to Karol at 144
Ashbyrne Dr., Martinez, GA 30907. $10 per person paid no later than 7 December. Thank you!
• Don’t forget the Steeplechase is October 27th for those that want to attend please contact Tom.
Dennis & Karol and Brian & Donna will be there with canopy, we can coordinate at next meeting for food, drinks etc.
• Tale of the Dragon run on 2-4 November – Gonna be a beautiful time to catch some fall colors
too! Make your reservations now at the Quality Inn and Suites in Robbinsville!
• Our Christmas Party will be on December 15th this year at the same location (thank you
Patty!), Brookstone Clubhouse (1250 Brookstone Way, Augusta). We will be having the same caterer and same meal, but this year there will be a $10 charge per person. This will keep the club funds in good shape, and it’s a pretty good price for an evening of fun and fellowship. We need to collect the money in advance so we can have a check ready for our caterer.
• If you haven’t paid your dues for the year, please see Mike Dyer or any officer at your next
meeting to get caught up. Thank you for your support!
• Dennis has volunteered to become our new webmaster. Thank you Dennis! But he will no
longer be VP so if we have anyone interested in being the club VP that spot is open.
• Please remember to RSVP to our events – it makes it difficult for the planner if we don’t
know how many will show – especially for smaller venues. Your RSVP is greatly appreciated, so please don’t forget.

Ongoing:
• See Dennis Mason for name tags if you so desire.
• Tom and Larry have business cards with the club website to handout to prospective Miata
owners that may be interested in joining our club.
• New club merchandise is available: Pins are $3 each; “Support Vehicle” car magnets are $25
per pair, canvas tote/shopping bag $20 each. The 3” window stickers have come in and are available now.
• Coffee mugs and other items are available from http://www.cafepress.com/masters_miata
Communigraphics in North Augusta has our logo, for $8 you can have it embroidered on just about anything.

New Business/Upcoming calendar events:

DATE EVENT – LOCATION COORDINATORS
20 Oct Breakfast & drive – Whiz’s Eatery.  Late breakfast and drive.  Details on the website. Debbie & Matt Wojokowicz
26 Oct Steeplechase in Aiken. Tom/Dennis/Brian?
1 Nov Dinner meeting – Nacho Mamas, 976 Broad Street (Officers Nominations) David & Ellie Brock
2-4 Nov Tale of the Dragon run

Details on our website

Brian & Donna Bogardus
17 Nov Breakfast (& drive?) – open.  Someone want to plan something??? Open
15 Dec Christmas Party – Brookstone Clubhouse

1250 Brookstone Way, Augusta

$10 per person in advance

Everyone!