I Need To Commit -- To A Driver, That Is

It's NASCAR season folks! That's a big deal in my household. We had a Daytona 500 party and now our Sunday evenings are spent watching the races.

I have a problem though, I don't have a driver. Now, if you know anything about NASCAR, you know that having a driver is of utmost importance. I was a Dale Jarrett fan for years. I even have a photo of me & him, (I can't believe I found it! It was in a box of photos in the very back, but for some reason I remembered it was there.) and I have a few items he signed for me. Dale was great, in his heyday. He even won a couple championships for me! And though I became a Dale fan before he was sponsored by UPS, it was a perfect match since Hubby works for them!


So, he's been retired for a year and I'm still floundering. I have some drivers I root for, Elliot Sadler, Carl Edwards, and Denny Hamlin, but I just don't have the passion for any of them as I had for D.J.

Passion, or no, we're trying to figure out a way to go to the Bristol race. In previous years we either stayed in Gatlinburg, or rented a house closer to Bristol. But the rates have gone through the roof (Although the recession has driven the prices down on most vacation spots. You can get some great deals on Florida, Myrtle Beach or Outer Banks rentals.) and the weather is so iffy in March in Bristol. We've been when it's been 70 degrees and we've been when it snowed.

Our friend knows someone who may let us borrow his RV. I've never camped at the track. I'm not sure what that experience would be like. Many of the fans are just there to watch the races and have a good time... but then you have those few whose only goal is to see how much they can drink in three days. I had the nightmare pleasure of sitting next to one such fan a few years ago. He had made his own apple moonshine, - which, though he offered to let me taste it, I only got to enjoy as it was spilled down my back. I thought for sure he was going to fall over the rail and kill himself at some point. But alas, his buddies, who were enjoying his antics, kept him alive. Later we got a big laugh out of him, and still make jokes about him to this day, but at the time I was ready to kill him!

I just hope we somehow get to go, and don't worry, if we do, I'll be sure to take lots of notes and pictures to share the experience on my blogs! And, if you've ever camped at a NASCAR race, be sure to comment and let me know what I'm in for and any suggestions you have.