Frisco and Beyond

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On the morning of August 8th four couples in their shining C5's meet at the Double Tree to start an adventure to Colorado.  This would be the Garvey's, the Erickson's the Boyce's and the Aguilar's.  Ernie's red Z06 was sporting new graphics and wheels.

Off we went with our first stop in a little town called Richfield in Utah

The above pictures show parking at the motel, dinner and of course putting the cars to bed.

Thursday found us driving through some very beautiful scenery in Utah and Colorado.  The roads were great except for the construction !*&*%$.

Naturally our speeds were kept within the limits of the law... well almost!

On our arrival in Frisco we had to do the usual things such as signing up for the autocross which was to be run on Friday morning.  As Ernie did not have the tires he wanted to use it left defending PVCA's honor to Scott, Mark, Ansel and Nonie.  That is not a misspell, Nonie was going to compete.  More on the autocross later as we had to get ready to jump on the shuttle busses for dinner and stuff.

Dinner was held in a lodge with the table center piece being little Corvettes with flag's.  The evening ended with a lovely sunset and being with good friends.

Now for the autocross!

It was a short and very tight course.  We were in the parking lot of the local high school.  Average times were in the mid thirty seconds.  So you can see it was over in a hurry.  No one in our group placed but it was fun.   Amongst the guys, we didn't do well as the Z06's cleaned our clocks.  Mark was the best of our group.  Nonie was able to improve her time from the first run to the last run by 10 seconds.  I think she is hooked!  Do we hear Z06!

From racing to lunch with some pictures of the area.

Late Thursday night our group grew as Dyane, Elora, Randy and Shelly arrived.

The were too late to register for the autocross but they had other ideas.  After the autocross in Friday we all took off for a tour of Coors and a special dinner.

After visiting the Coors plant we visited with Shelly's father at his liquor store.  The restaurant was next door and owned by good friends of Shelly's father.  It was all German including the beer  The food was superb.  It was Randy's birthday and Shelly had a surprise birthday cake plus gifts.

Saturday morning started with a sleepy breakfast.  You'll note that the guys and gals are at different tables.  After wandering back to our cars we were off on a rally that was to take us through some of most beautiful country.  Because we were driving so much I was unable to get many pictures.

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At Independence Pass we were 12,095 feet high and on the Continental Divide.

Later that night it was again off to the shuttle busses for a trip to Copper Mountain Resort.  Here we would enjoy dinner and the awards.

Our gal Shelly was the hit of the evening.  She took top award for costume and was as happy as could

Here's Mark and Nonie getting a 5th place award for their finish in the Funkana.

The following pictures are of two C5's with the following exception, the first picture is of an original C1 used for comparison.  The white C5 is a roadster and the red C5 is a Z06.  These are the retro look going back to the '53 C1.  They are made in Colorado and are not cheap!

The following pictures are from the Show and Shine which was held on Sunday morning.  There were well over 350 Corvettes and some of the nicest one's you will see anywhere.  Also on Sunday we were joined by more of our PVCA members.  The Goff's, the Gresswell's and the Caroccia's.  Our group has grown.

Shelly does it again...

The wining car is... upholding PVCA tradition!

After the car show we trudged down to the marina at Lake Dillon for a two hour boat ride.  I think many of us were expecting a wine and cheese type thing, nope we got something else.  Because of the size of the group we were given six different boats.  Some of the boats were pontoon and some were little speed boats.  We assigned our own Captains.  Ernie was the Captain of his pontoon boat and I was lucky to Captain a little speed boat.  Instead of the aforementioned wine and cheese we got beer soda and chips.  One thing about Lake Dillon, the water level is down 58 feet.  You can see many of the docks standing high and dry.  Anyway back to our boating day.  I had a total of six people on the boat including myself, the pontoon boats held about 16.  We slowly left the marina and once past the 5 MPH marker I opened up the throttle and out to the lake we went.  We went all over the lake covering every inch of the shore line.  This took about an hour so I thought lets go find Ernie and the rest of the gang.

Little did we know that our boat would die and leave us stranded in the middle of the lake.  After floating around for awhile with unsuccessful attempts to restart the engine we dug out the only cell phone among us.  It belonged to a very nice couple but the battery was almost dead, maybe good for one call.  We were able to contact the marina and they would send help.  Help was not to arrive for another half hour.  With all the water around and plenty of beer you can guess what was beginning to happen.  No restrooms in sight.  We were able to drift to shore and several members of the crew beat a hasty run to the woods.  After the crew from the marina got us started again we headed to the docks.  Everyone's cars were gone!  Gosh we were early and wondered where everyone had gone.  Well we found them at the local pub and that is when we found out what happened... "They sunk".

They never even got out into the lake.  Their story goes that our wake and the wake of another boat capsized them, yea right!  Nobody drowned or had to swim although Bonnie was ready.  They were towed back to the docks and they decided they had had enough.

Monday morning was a time to say goodbye to Frisco and to our friends.  Ernie and Martha where driving home and Dyane, Elora, Randy and Shelly were taking a Southern route home which would take them a week.  Our group of six cars were headed for Deadwood, South Dakota.

"Beyond"

to be continued