When I met Nick Koller, Lind was a dirty word. And Ritzville called for soap in the mouth. Lind-Ritzville was our cross-state high school rival, and we lost to them more times than I'd like to admit. Maybe if I bucked hay as a three year old I'd be that good at sports, too. Still bitter. So when Nick raved about what a great time he had at the Lind Combine Derby every year, I had two thoughts. One: what on earth is a combine derby? Two: watch your mouth--I hate that place.
I'm not sure how Nick convinced me to visit Lind or how he got me to say "love" and "Lind" in the same sentence, but I love the Lind Combine Derby. And to answer the question, a combine derby, for all us city folk, is a demolition derby that features ginormous "tractors." But don't you dare call them tractors, because they're not. There's also a lot of beer, Copenhagen, dust, boots, and friendly, down to earth people.
Lind might be the only place on earth that has a combine derby, but don't knock it till ya try it. It makes me want to be from a small town. Plus, if I were from Lind, I'd have a few state championships under my belt.
What do I love more than the Lind Combine Derby? Oh yes, that would be traveling for work. Last week I was in San Antonio for a trade show. I doubted my survival in the heat and humidity being a Western Washington girl and all...
But a little Frizz-Ease for the curls and air conditioning for the rest of me, and I was golden. San Antonio has more personality than most U.S. cities I've visited, and the energy on the riverwalk was infectious. Every night we had Thanksgiving Day-sized meals, including the fattest, tastiest coconut shrimp I've ever laid my paws on. I almost cried when I couldn't eat the last one. Delish!
Let's just say I was expecting it to be bigger. That's what she said. This is Texas after all.
I'm not sure how Nick convinced me to visit Lind or how he got me to say "love" and "Lind" in the same sentence, but I love the Lind Combine Derby. And to answer the question, a combine derby, for all us city folk, is a demolition derby that features ginormous "tractors." But don't you dare call them tractors, because they're not. There's also a lot of beer, Copenhagen, dust, boots, and friendly, down to earth people.
Lind might be the only place on earth that has a combine derby, but don't knock it till ya try it. It makes me want to be from a small town. Plus, if I were from Lind, I'd have a few state championships under my belt.
What do I love more than the Lind Combine Derby? Oh yes, that would be traveling for work. Last week I was in San Antonio for a trade show. I doubted my survival in the heat and humidity being a Western Washington girl and all...
But a little Frizz-Ease for the curls and air conditioning for the rest of me, and I was golden. San Antonio has more personality than most U.S. cities I've visited, and the energy on the riverwalk was infectious. Every night we had Thanksgiving Day-sized meals, including the fattest, tastiest coconut shrimp I've ever laid my paws on. I almost cried when I couldn't eat the last one. Delish!
And of course, there was the Alamo...
Let's just say I was expecting it to be bigger. That's what she said. This is Texas after all.