Just so that everyone knows, I beat this (charming) person’s butt fair and square in a tea-making contest this weekend.
Tea-making is a spring carnival race that I’m planning on entering this year (along with the egg toss, and perhaps the snowshoe race), so I spent some of the weekend getting practice. I lit two sturdy little fires on Saturday, then challenged Geoff to a race on Sunday.
The idea is, you race to be the first to get water to a rolling boil in your pot. You get an axe and a knife and a lighter and some dry wood and go to town, huffing and puffing and panicking. I burned off some of the wispy hair that sticks out from under my hat this weekend.
The real deal race is Thursday, and I’m sure to embarrass myself magnificently in front of the whole village.
Wish me luck.