Monday, March 3, 2014

Bridge Building Contest

Every year since the beginning of time (at least my time), Dad has been basically running the Colorado High School Bridge Building Competition hosted by his work. High schoolers across the state make bridges out of balsa wood and bring them to be squashed by Dad's testing machine to measure their efficiency. (I hope Dad doesn't read my take on what he does. :-) 

One highlight of the day is seeing the corner of the building swarming with Boy Scouts vying for contestant's money. Yes, it's true, for the cheap price of...you can have a heaping bowl of soggy nachos, a hot dog that has been heating since 6am, or a soda pop that may or may not be cold. Least they quite plugging in quite so many crock pots into one outlet. They used to trip the the circuit breaker multiple times throughout the morning. Maybe they've started earning a Merit Badge on electricity and circuit breakers.

We brought Daniel to experience these traditions, only problem is is that we got there as soon as it was over. :-\ Oh well, we still got to help clean up, which is also part of the tradition!!

Waiting for clean-up to commence.


 The soon-to-be rocket scientist going back to her roots. Graduation = May 9th!!!

 Daniel is in love with clocks...he thought this scale was a clock.


All these skinny dudes couldn't quite get the scale up to its 550 lb. limit!

Mark, Peter, and Jacob receiving an "award" (or piece of paper) from Dad's boss to thank them for all their help. They spend the day before helping Dad set up and the whole contest day helping out. They could run it single-handedly, but Dad decided it doesn't look good to have "little kids" running it. 




The BIG testing machine.


 All the duct tape collected while cleaning up.


Daniel finally likes sunglasses. He realized that he can see through them and now he seems quite pleased with them. After that day, he started taking my see-through food container lids and holding them up to his eyes. He seems to like the tinted light. 



The fog room where all the concrete cylinders are stored. You can see quite a few of them on the floor behind Chris.







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