For only 4 dollars we had Race arrested and jailed. They even handcuffed him. It cost us another 3 bucks to bail him out.
Since I can't seem to keep www.cdcofer.com up to date I decided to try blog format to post pictures and stories about our lives. Let's see if I can keep up. -Dean
Scout training, two car shows and an amusement park
Just an average weekend for the Cofer family. We started Saturday off by dropping Elizabeth off in Brentwood at the BSA's Camp Fetterman for Basic Adult Leader Outdoor Orientation training. Race and Dean continued on to Stockton for a morning at the MustangsPlus Mustang show, a pizza lunch at Eddie's Pizza and the Hunger Games at Regency Cinema. We picked Elizabeth up in Brentwood at 4:30 and headed straight to our hotel in Buena Park. The next morning we were off to Fabulous Fords Forever at Knott's Berry Farm. Elizabeth worked the MCA (Mustang Club of America)booth while Race and I rode roller coasters in the park. Elizabeth managed to score an invitation to the media lunch where she was able hobnob with John Force, his daughters Cortney and Britney and his son-in-law Robert Hight. She also met Steve Saleen, Linda Vaughn (/the Hurst girl) and Henry Ford III. We left Buena Park about 3 in the afternoon and finally arrived home 38 hours after we set off for Brentwood. We're a little tired now!
Race's 2012 Edition Pinewood Derby Car is finished
Indy Car Test Day at Infineon

I mean Sears Point... Uhh, I mean, Sonoma Raceway... Oh heck, it's that race track at the corner of Highway 29 and 37. Race and I went with my friend Tony and his three kids, Eli, Gabi and Wyatt. We went extra early to take advantage of the pit tour being offered to the first 100 fans. Much to our disappointment, you had to be over 18 to go on the tour. We had a good time anyway. Helio Castro-Neves was there along with... Well, we didn't actually recognize any other drivers. I guess that's indicative of just how low in popularity Indy car racing has fallen. Tony and I agreed that we missed the CART era. IRL is just, well, boring. Regardless, it's always good to spend a day at the track with friends watching beautiful, fast, wicked sounding cars go around the track. We decided we had seen all that we would see about 11 am and headed to Vallejo for a meal of Popeye's chicken tenders, red beans and rice, mashed potatoes and gravy, fries and onion rings. Tony and I are pretty sure that lunch was the highlight of the day for the kids. Here are a few pictures. That's Race and Eli standing in front of the winner's circle.
Battle Cruise on the Hawaiian Chieftain





Rounding out Race's 10th birthday celebration was a trip to Mill Valley for lunch at the Buckeye Roadhouse and then to the Bay Model in Sausalito where the Lady Washington and the Hawaiian Chieftain were docked. Learn more about the ships at http://historicalseaport.org/. Race and Rockwell had burgers and fries at the Buckeye; Dean had a grilled chicken salad and Elizabeth had a grilled chili-lime chicken sandwich. We then went to the Bay Model and the boys had a good time with the interactive displays. The tide was coming in and it was cool watching the water slowly climb up the model's shoreline. At 2:00 we boarded the Hawaiian Chieftain for a 3 hour tour (doesn't that sound ominous). The weather started getting rough... Well actually the weather was hideous, windy, but at least the rain stopped right before we boarded. We chose the Chieftain since we had cruised up the Sacramento River on the Lady Washington a few years ago. We left the dock and headed out into the bay. When the Lady Washington came out we reversed course and the battle began. We crossed in perfect position to exchange broadsides, our pair of port side 3-pound cannons roared and the Lady Washington returned fire with her starboard 3-pound cannon and a stern mounted swivel gun. Hard over went the helm and the Chieftain pivoted for a shot right down theLady Washington's unprotected stern. We had won this round and bid a temporary farewell to the Lady Washington with loud laughter and taunts. The battle continued, long periods of jockeying for position and brief moments of terror punctuated by the bangs of cannon and black powder smoke. The decks ran with blood and screams could be heard form below as the ship's Surgeon practiced his gruesome trade (alright, I admit it; I made up that last part). We battled all the way around Angel Island tacking and wearing ship to gain an advantage. Singing and taunting the enemy, but all to no avail. Both ships made it back to port. Crews and passengers were cold from the salt water spray and the unrelenting wind, but all aboard were oddly satisfied that they had had a truly great adventure.
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