Nichole and I have previously made Oktoberfest in Southwest Harbor one of our annual beer festival excursions, and this year is no different. It's held at a campground on Mount Desert Island in early October each year, bringing together about 15 different breweries from around the state, a dozen food vendors, some music and artists and craftsmen. We've made ourselves a couple of friends up there, and consistently have a great time every year.
Another new tradition is the Octoberfest in Greenbush, held at the Mitchell residence. This also is a blast, complete with an obstacle course and some after dark volleyball. Last year, something like 200 jello shots were consumed, and there was a dj spinning tunes all day and night. This year it sounds like the obstacle course has been tweaked, which hopefully means it will be completed in the daylight hours. This too promises to be a great time.
Now, with all this being said, we have been tossed a curveball this year. We made our tent site reservations, invited friends and made t-shirts up for Oktoberfest in SW Harbor starting several months ago. In the meantime, it turns out that the Fest D'October in Greenbush has been scheduled for that very same weekend. Now, for some background info for you all, I won the obstacle course last year, beating my father in law by 3 seconds. He has been claiming that if he were younger or didn't smoke he would have beat me. These sound like typical excuses from someone who got beat, but that's fine, a little smack talk only makes me perform better. I would also like to point out that I went last, completing the course, not only in the fastest time, but in complete darkness. This year, however, I'm certain this was planned on a weekend we couldn't go so that he would be able to claim my trophy without me being able to defend it. Though, I guess it makes sense, being that it is the only way anyone else has a chance to win. I'm just saying...
About Me
- Mark
- I've always wondered if people actually read this stuff. I never do when I'm on other pages. Well, in case, for some strange reason, you find it necessary, I'll give you a little knowledge. I was born in The County. For those of you who don't konw better, that would be Aroostook County. For those of you who do, your jokes won't work on me, they are lame. I'm the son of an investment banker that squandered his every penny on tuna fish sandwiches in the late 80's, and my mother was the lead singer for the Bangles. Neither of those is true, but again, I'm convinced nobody is reading this anyways. I met my wife at a carnival, and we were married by the bearded lady in front of the entire clown brigade. I have a daughter who is training for the 2012 Olympics where she will compete in the Triple Jump and Javelin. We live in a nice little shanty in the woods and are hoping to one day have running water. Any questions?
