01/17/2024
A tale of 2 Caber tosses
Our travels west to throw in Highland Games consisted (hopefully if the calendar hit right) Portland with the next week up in Washington at Enumclaw. However, in 2015 we decided to apply for the prestigious Pleasanton Games and throw alongside the Pro Men's World Championships along with so many other amazing classes. It was amazing...and SO HOT!
To throw Caber and WOB on a horse track with THOUSANDS cheering for you was surreal. To do it in the afternoon sun was scorching! Because Matt and I were on opposite ends of the track, I didn't get to see what he was doing and vice versa, or so I thought.
My 1st two picks were strong but I didn't turn the stick. I had a slight lead going into the event and dropping down to 3rd place was going to kill the hard work I'd done all morning. On my 3rd & final attempt, I was moving down the caber and suddenly got tunnel vision. Nothing existed except for me and that ginormous log. No sound was heard, my feet were floating. Just my hands on the caber and the dirt in front of me. I've never experienced it again, gods know I've tried. I dipped my knees, pulled the everyloving out of the stick and turned it a perfect 12:00. I didn't hear anything, couldn't focus on anything. I turned around and saw our judge's hands signaling twelve o'clock and said, "I hope this is okay" before grabbing him in a huge hug.
After watching the rest of the event, I hot (literally) stepped it under the tent, off the tracks. Most competitors stuck around to watch the big dogs throw caber, I was WAY too hot. A few minutes later, sitting by myself enjoying a few moments of quiet (sorry y'all, I'm an introvert and the social interaction of a Highland Games is stressful amd exhausting for me🤷♀️), the AMAZING Nate Parker came back to the tent, saw me and said, "Well your husband just kicked my ass at Caber." WHAT?!!! I demanded details and found out that only Matt and Nate (who went on to win the overall) turned their Caber and Matt edged him out.
When I got up to go find Matt, I was relieved that he was making his way to the tent and I could stay out of the sun.🤣 Matt gave me a huge hug and said, "It's pretty cool to see 5000 people stand up and cheer and then look down the track and realize they're cheering for your wife who just turned a perfect caber." I said, "people cheered?!" He couldn't believe I didn't hear them! 🤣
Matt had this picture framed of us, hot as hell and exhausted, at Pleasanton after our Caber wins along with the medals we received. We also have his Caber win plaque. It is one of our most prized possessions in Tosabarbell and the memories are so very treasured. 🤎