EDITOR’S LETTER
Have you ever noticed that no one is ever watching when you pull off something excellent on the track, but everyone sees when you fall or do something embarrassing? This was exactly what happened at the most recent A Day In The Dirt Grand Prix, a Thanksgiving weekend race that is one of my favorite events of the year. I’d actually missed the previous couple ADITD after a consecutive run that spanned well over a decade. After my daughters graduated high school and stopped playing soccer, I had sold our family motorhome and didn’t miss all the hassles of loading, unloading, parking, and cleaning the camper. At the same time, though, the allure of ADITD without the fun of camping out with my buddies just wasn’t the same, and hence,…