This post qualifies as one in which most of you have little interest but it allows me to document something that I'll forget about in my 90's but will enjoy reading. Attended another "Big Game" at Splatter Park in Mt Giliad. Roughly 800 people show up and then divided into two teams, blue and orange. We are led out into the woods where I get to blast away at others for hours, with a paintball gun. Here, my son walks ahead of me as around 30 of us who previously left the game after getting hit are reinserted.
Getting hit with a paintball is kind of painful. I was standing behind the fort when a guy tried to organize a charge around the side and overcome Orange. I had been standing there for awhile and heard a constant sound of "pftt" as hundreds of balls came through the gap through which this guy was planning to charge. I jumped in with around 10 guys and immediately took hits to both legs and the "groin". That was really painful and I threw up my gun signaling I was out of the game. Unfortunately, too many people don't immediately stop firing and so I was "bonus balled" a few more times.
Something about blasting away at other people with a paintball gun is appealing. So too is running around the woods diving behind tree trunks, bunkers, running in to shipping containers, screaming like a banshee, etc... After the end of the game, there is a pause and then begins the "Rain of Paint" where the sides are divided, and you are permitted to blast the other side for 20 minutes in a field of containers. If you get hit, no worries, just keep firing until you can't take the hits anymore, run out of paint balls or the time expires. Then....
....around $20,000 in prizes are thrown out from the back of a truck and awards are given, the most coveted of which goes to the person who takes the most hits during the "Rain of Paint". This guy won the award. The image does not do justice to the welts that earned him the award. People of all ages and lots of women participate in this fun event. Well, back to cycling stuff.
Mark is a long-time cyclist who enjoys poking fun at himself but most especially at his friends. No nicknames or comments are intended to offend, accept them in the humor they are intended.