Crazy Travel Schedule (for hockey, of course)

A week or two back, we had travel games up in Burlington. Actually, we went to Middlebury first, then an early morning game in Burlington. This necessitated an overnight stay in the big city. A had games at home then away up in St. Albans, which is in the middle of nowhere near the Canadian border. It is, however, a hockey mecca.

The plan was complicated, but we hashed it out. R was not so thrilled with the whole thing, more hockey angst, and I can’t say I blame her. The plan was for N and I to hitch a ride with JG and several boys. We would got to Middlebury, have our game, then hitch another ride to Burlington with the other JG. Once there, we’d meet with R and A, who were coming up with C&SP from their home game.

N’s game was in the early AM, so we would wake up, have breakfast, and head over to the rink. DF wasn’t going to be there, if you can believe that, so S and I were going to be head coaches. Yikes! It actually wasn’t so bad, and our guys clobbered the other team, 9-1. I have to confess, being a head coach is less stressful without the Hockey Master there to scrutinize your every move.

To add to the fun, after N’s game, we had to travel even farther north to St. Albans for A’s game. We hopped on the interstate and drove up. St. Albans is really far north in the state, and like I said, there isn’t much going on up there other than hockey. Consequently, they are perennial state champions. The rafters are lined with championship banners. Pretty impressive, not to mention intimidating.

Our girls did well, they lost, but they held their own, and it was a fun game. Also it was nice to be able to sit, relax, and just enjoy the game. I don’t get to do that much. The drive home was a bit long, we were all tired, but we survived our big traveling ordeal. Hopefully that will be the worst of it, but with hockey, you just never know.

Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to alt text for the pic.