Under this page, the CajunDip throws out a variety of potentially useful but likely highly confusing information…
Hospitality: Why else have an event here if we can’t offer up some cordial hospitality? Aside from memorable (but hopefully not heartburn-inducing) local fare at the Finish…
Delectable dish for Wild Bill to craft
…and the usual Coyote fare on the course…
See anything nutritious here?
T’s. For 2011, we’re be nabbing Patagonia Long Sleeve Cap 2 Zip shirts. Look up Styles 44861/44851 (W/M) on their webpage patagonia.com to gaze at that fine item, the more colorful choices below. Our Inside Guy (Code Name: George Plomarity) confirmed our color choices of Black/Turquoise/Magenta for women, Gray/Deep Mango/Watercress (ok, green) for men. (Black and Gray will be default colors should inventory be shallow when we order.) Also planning a surprise item useful for carrying eggs or hiding chipmunks, which you’ll get when you cross the finish line…
These, plus the victuals, should be enough to get you in the game, yes?
Of course, there certainly ought to be plentiful entertainment — self-administered — out on the course itself, and likely enhanced/encouraged by our bog-swamp-brained volunteers. And perhaps, as organizing for this event reaches full speed, we may invite specific presentations of planned or extemporaneous entertainment from the runners, as incentive to “win” something really spiffy. We’ll see…
Friday Night Dinner: Come to the Smokehouse, 205 W. Main St, Ville Platte, 6 PM on Friday before the madness. Seafood buffet or order from the menu (up to value we’re charging for the boof-ay). Price including tax/tip & a tad more for certain Vols’ feeding (not me; I only consume malted milk balls…) will be $25, payable as you make reservation for that evening. If you don’t reserve space and just show up unannounced, you may have to eat down the street. We have about 90 minutes to eat and chat about the next day’s festivities… and maybe randomly distribute some goodies beyond your entrant bag.
Awards: Whoever breaks the world record for either the 100M or 100K (remember, this is a certified course) wins a brand-spanking new Peugeot or Citreon. Had the cultural influence behind the event been Italian, we’d've offered up a Maserati or Lamborghini… Well, OK, none of those are in the offing, actually. This is a Coyote event, where the really speedy are no more deserving of accolades (abuse?) for finishing than those who “got their money’s worth” and consumed almost all available hours. We’ll have stuff to give away / award, for those who love the anticipation of taking hardware home with them. In the final analysis, if you’re the fastest dude/dudette, and presuming we don’t overly dink with the results, your name will be at the top of the list, and that history will live in perpetuity (or is that promiscuity? I tend to get those two terms confused…).
Odd awards for an odd event?
Waiver: Will be sent electronically to all entrants. When you arrive to run, you’ll sign before you start – no signature, no start.
