Red Bull Soapbox Race

The Red Bull Soapbox Race is being held in Los Angeles this year on August 20, 2017.

It is a fun event that in 2009 had 110,000 spectators. It is something you have to see at least once in your life. Red Bull is not always in California so this is a special opportunity.

Part of our crew actually participated in the race back in 2009 dressed as female pirates and the soapbox was a decorated treasure chest.

So what are we doing in 2017? We are in it again!!! We are in the race once again. Track our progress here from concept to race day.

The team name is “5 Buds and a Sub.” Nothing is normal as 4 females will be the Beatles and the male in the group will be dressed as a crazed female fan, beard and all! Good thing he is secure in his masculinity as we are going to dress him up gooooood!

The skit hasn’t been determined yet but the soapbox will be a Yellow Submarine. Construction starts soon and we will track the progress for you here.

The concept we sent in to Red Bull and we were accepted.

See more about it at this link:

Foot Golf

We did a post on Foot Golf a while ago.  I was sent some links to courses across the U.S.

To find a list of over 500 courses in 49 states across the US visit:

FootGolf is played in 38 countries under the rules and guidelines of the Federation for International FootGolf: The governing body for the sport in the US is the American FootGolf League, the AFGL runs tournaments across the country for players from Novice to Pro.


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The Secret Swings and Suspension Bridge

I was sent a link on a few unique and hidden spots to visit in San Diego so, on my way to Coronado, I decided that I would see if I could do at least 3 on the list of 15.

The first two on the list were “The Secret Swings of La Jolla” and the “Spruce Street Suspension Bridge” both of which we decided to check out and the third would be determined later.

The Secret Swings
Our first stop was the secret swings located on the bluffs in La Jolla.  I spoke with one of the locals and was informed that a few of the swings had been torn down by the city for safety reasons so I didn’t see the amount of swings described in the article from the link I received.  I saw one.  Granted I didn’t hike too far in the area so there could have been more hidden here and there.   The person I spoke with even said that there could be more but he wasn’t sure either.   So if you feel like exploring a little more deeply than we did, you may be rewarded by seeing an additional swing or two.

The one swing we did see was basically a large tree branch attached to a rope and then to the tree.

There were a couple of people swinging on it when we arrived and they only stopped long enough to snap a few photos.   We called them the swing hogs because they never did relinquish it for us to give it a try.   Even without swinging, the view was spectacular from this bluff and was well worth the few feet to hike in from the street.

We entered through the Discovery Road site but I hear there are other ways to get in.  There were little handmade huts made from tree branches that we were also told were used by the college kids as a hang-out.   One had a hand written sign that read “Keep Out.”    I peaked in because I didn’t see the “Tree Swing” police anywhere around but here was nothing to see anyway.

This secret spot (or semi-secret) didn’t have that whimsical feel to it that I had hoped.  I imagined swinging along with the magnificent view of the Pacific Ocean in the distance and a warm gentle breeze flowing through my hair.  Somehow I even imagined wind chimes and Tibetan singing bowls howling in the wind.   I think I daydream way too much.

What I got was swing hogs, keep out signs, and a biting cold breeze howling off of the ocean.  Plus I don’t think that thick tree branch would be too comfortable to swing on anyway.    Nearby, a couple of people set up their own hammocks on the trees and they looked quite content swaying in the breeze.

Those hammocks looked way more inviting than sitting on that uncomfortable branch they called a swing.

What WAS worth it all…that view.   The sun was just peeking out from the gray drab cloudy day and its rays hit the blue water making it look as vibrant as any tropical location.  It was a spectacular 180 degree view of La Jolla and beyond.

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