The plan was for me to arrive in time for the weigh-in and lunch, get pictures with the fishermen and our signage, and meet and greet.
What happened was.....
Heading out on my 3 hour 30 minute trip, I receive a phone call. It was made clear to me that I mistakenly planned to arrive at noon, but the desire was for me to arrive at 11.
The first hour of my journey was completed in 45 minutes.....fast and safe.
The next hour of my journey completely stressed me out.
Several small towns.
Stretches of highway with a speed limit of 30.
And out of nowhere, this landed in front of me.
Once I quit shaking and imagining me hitting the pterodactyl, totaling my car..... this stared at me.
She calmly watched me steer wide to get around her.
Then I dodged several turtles, much like this one...
The last leg of my journey was gorgeous and had the same effect on my stomach as a roller coaster.
My 3 1/2 hour tour took just under 3 hours.
I noted my time traveling skill and as I topped the last hill, I prepared to view the large marina, signs, tables full of lunch, and spectators.
As a tumbleweed flew across a field, I viewed what I guessed was the setting for Stephen King's next book.
I checked my cell phone. No service. No incoming or outgoing calls.
"Kin aye hulp ewe..."
I peered around the tree.
An old lady, in her pajamas, poured a pot of coffee on the dock as she sucked her teeth (must be her way of dental hygiene), waiting for me to reply.
I watched the sludge seep between the cracks to the fish below, wishing she had offered me a cup first.
I figured I was in the wrong location.
As I asked her questions, she retrieved a garden hose and washed the coffee off the dock. I focused on the puzzle as to why she just didn't take two more steps and pour the coffee directly into the lake.
She answered my questions and I realized I WAS in the correct place, so now I worried that my marketing day had turned into a survival adventure.
An hour later, the event organizers arrived. A feeling of calm started to form but was quickly peeled off when the leader asked me, "are we in the right place? Are we eating here? Where is the food?"
The next two hours were chaotic and, luckily for me, my physical response is forever archived and possibly will be distributed in future media...
Pleasant facial expression