This past Saturday was the annual Pack 371 Cub Mobile.
Yes, once a year we strap our children into a wooden “go-cart” that is steered awkwardly with the feet, has very little maneuverability, a questionable braking system and is highly likely to be over-corrected and driven into a hay bale or worse, a cactus (yes, I know the singular is technically cacti but it just sounds so weird).
Thankfully, Cub Mobiles do not actually have engines, gravity does all the work; which is enough, believe me.
Why would any sane parent do this? Because it’s FUN and the kids have a blast!
And Cub Scouts are tough and always up for adventure!
So every spring, we block off a road, lay out a course, strap our young into a questionable vehicle, load them onto a ramp and let ’em hurl down the street.
Welcome to Cub Mobile 2013
The Brewer Boys, ready to race!
In Lane 1, Nathan “Shark Attack” Brewer
and in Lane 2, David “Had to Wear my Cool Quad Helmet” Brewer
But it sure does look cool.
Nathan sizes up the competition …
and he’s off. I think his dimpley smile could be seen from space.
This was his first time racing and he laughed and squealed the whole way down.
After they launch from the ramp, the boys race to the end (this is another set of brothers racing) of the “track” …
where should they forget to brake, there is a self-sacrificing dad waiting to catch them. This particular heroic dad just happens to belong to my kids. Somehow, he always seems to end up in this enviable position, having to catch a hurtling go-cart with a wide-eyed boy who has forgotten where the brake is.
While we do have a few scrapes, bumps and bruises, safety is first and the boys wear helmets, long pants and no flip-flops – in Arizona, you always have to specify NO FLIP-FLOPS when necessary – and the danger is pretty minimal. I was just joking about the “cacti”, those are strategically blocked by hay bales; although those boys seem to do their best to try and hit them.
Really, the greatest danger is to those poor dads who catch the cars at the bottom of the hill. They are rock stars!
Next year though, we will be adding elbow pads to the list of safety equipment. I don’t have any pictures of David racing because his second run ended in dramatic fashion with a big crash and a pretty nasty scraped elbow. That was enough for him and he was done for the day. Hangin’ at the snack table was a much safer option.
Meanwhile, Nathan was bouncing himself silly in the bounce house when he wasn’t running up and down the track playing “first responder” at every crash. Giving the thumbs up signal to let us know the driver was okay. He cracks me up.
In the end, a good time was had by all and no Cub Scouts were harmed, well mine was but he’ll live and he has a great story to tell. And, just in case you’re wondering, we did not just close down a city street. Well we did but we had permits and official barriers, which did not stop a few angry neighborhood motorists from expressing their disdain at our great inconvenience to them. I’m guessing they won’t be buying any Cub Scout popcorn at our next fund-raiser.
All I can say to that is …
and we’ll be back next year.
So, aside from a scraped elbow – incidentally, he would not allow me to put a band-aid on it this morning; he said it was fine and he didn’t need one. I, however, know the real reason – cool points with his buddies; boys, particularly 7 and 8 year old boys, are very impressed by all things scabby and gross. My son will be a hero today. Who am I to stand in the way of his glory with band aids and infection preventing precautions.
Anyway, as I was saying, aside from a few minor injuries,
a couple of maintenance issues
and a small zombie apocalypse,
Cub Mobile 2013 was a huge success and a whole lotta’ fun!
Thanks to all of the incredible Pack 371 parents who worked hard to make it a safe and awesome event for some pretty darn great kids; zombies included.