Back To The Plunge

With no football to be watched yesterday, what better time to head over the border for the something-annual Polar Bear Plunge in Kingsville on Lake Erie. Yes, I did mention last year that I might make an attempt this year, but......no. Maybe next year I'll don the American flag as a cape and fly into the water but it just wasn't in the cards this year. Plunger Shannon of Team Red (Pink?) Hat advised that the waiting was the hardest part and the plunge was actually bearable. Mind over matter, and a little bit of whiskey. If I ever do make the plunge, the speedo will not be in my wardrobe. Some serious shrinkage I would think and the world doesn't need to see the boys that way (ha).  

Unfortunately, with this wacky weather we have experienced recently, the ice on Lake Erie wasn't strong enough to hold anyone so the plunger viewing was only along the shoreline. Safety first. I feel for the guy who had to police the area that was off limits because you get a few soda pops in a Canadian, they aren't going to listen much. There were no casualties I am happy to report.

Trail Head

lot of "woo" girls in the house

as the song says, "the waiting is the hardest part"

guy to the left needs the "man-zier"

The Many Faces of Me

Have you ever "googled" yourself? You know that there are too many people in this wacky life we live to not have someone with the same name.

So with that, I apparently used to be a drummer in a little known 70's group, sing rap-gospel music locally, have an album with Patsy Cline, am a renowned side car racer, CEO of a Pennsylvania company,  professor, agricultural geek, adventure sports leader, politician, and firefighter. Not a bad legacy for Team Tim. 

And of course there is one more to add to the list and that is this homebody, mountain bike enthusiast, born in the D and happy as a clam fellow.

Trail Head