We finally, finally made it to the motocross races. It was the start of the season for the Belize Motocross Association a couple of weeks ago. They have several races each year in our area and I've been wanting to go so we finally made it. It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon. The forecast was sunny and 86F but with a little note below that said it would feel like 116F! That's what the humidity will do. It was pretty crazy but I brought my umbrella and we created our own shade. Not too bad at all.
I thought this starting line picture was kind of funny. It shows the race helpers holding umbrellas over the riders at the starting line. It wasn't raining...this is to give them some shade. I can only imagine how hot it must have been with all that gear on!
A good number of the racers are Mennonites from Spanish Lookout. That's a town about ten miles from us. I didn't really have a defined idea of what a Mennonite was until we moved to Belize and honestly, I still don't. Diversity is a key to what makes Belize special and the Mennonites are no exception. So, I can tell you that we regularly see the Amish-Mennonites in their plain clothes and horse driven wagons. And then we see the Spanish Lookout Mennonites with their Dodge dually pickups pulling motocross race bikes on trailers in the back!
Life in Belize has taught me to leave many of my preconceived notions behind. Take nothing for granted.
So, back to the races. We made an afternoon of it with the neighbours...Felipe and Debbie and their two boys, CJ and Dylan. We climbed up to the top of the grandstand and settled in to watch. I brought cushions to sit on and an umbrella to block the sun...not my first time as a spectator!
Life in Belize has taught me to leave many of my preconceived notions behind. Take nothing for granted.
So, back to the races. We made an afternoon of it with the neighbours...Felipe and Debbie and their two boys, CJ and Dylan. We climbed up to the top of the grandstand and settled in to watch. I brought cushions to sit on and an umbrella to block the sun...not my first time as a spectator!
I love events like this. I can't help but think how similar we all are. In some ways Central America is so far from Northern Canada but a Sunday afternoon on the bleachers watching motocross racing is so much the same! I looked across the stands at the mix of faces and I saw families and couples out enjoying themselves with a shaved ice treat and cheering for their favourite rider. Pretty much the same wherever you are!
Oh, you may have noticed that I changed my blog format. No reason just wanted to try a different look. You like??
Oh, you may have noticed that I changed my blog format. No reason just wanted to try a different look. You like??