tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987662756249923278.post-36114691483629053492007-11-19T10:04:00.000-08:002007-11-19T10:28:34.683-08:00The team rolled back into Corvallis around 3:30 am this morning, after driving from Rancho Santa Margarita, CA through, sun, rain, and snow flurries. When Rod and I walked in the door of our house we were greeted by flowers, a freshly cleaned house and sheets on our bed, food for breakfast on the counter, and love notes from some dear family friends and my daughter. Ah, sweet. And what a delicious feeling, sliding into bed, sliding into sleep. I was jarred awake at 8:15 am by a phone call from one of the teams on the Champ Car Atlantic Series looking for info about how to pick up their tire order- heavy sigh- back to work. Toto, we're not in Baja anymore. Back to the real world.<br />I'm hoping some of the rest of the team will share some of their stories here over the next few days. Right now, I'm pretty raw and emotional. The words are not flowing well yet, as I'm still processing what this has all been about- it was a simple sporting event, but it was oh, so much more. Our team was incredible, in the true sense of the word. The energy these guys expended on driving the narrow, twisty roads of Baja in the dark with little sleep and little food; on on-the-spot problem solving and major high-desert car repairs; on re-configuring tactical plans- wow, it was amazing. I have the highest respect and admiration for all of them. And as I just finished reading the blogs and comments from friends, I am touched. Thanks for all of the love and support. More later.- Gratefully, NikkiJohn, Tony, Dave &amp; Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11609569662357236246noreply@blogger.com2