In the weeks leading up the Winter Fest 200 the weather was quite gray. There was a snow storm just before the festival started and the day before it began the sun came out and shone brightly for the entire event.
Friends and family from all the outlying villages in the White Mountains came to Terramark. They were put up in family cabins and some settled into spare rooms in the Great Hall.
I had my own cabin then and my cousin, Pando from East Terramark stayed with me during the festival. Pando is a musician like me and I remember having a good time with him.
The first day of the festival was as busy as Terramark ever was. The night before, the Normer family held their private party for family only. Most of the families did this. Once the festival got going in earnest most of the young people would be so busy they wouldn’t have time for the family elders. For at least one night the younger Normers partied with the elder Normers.
I can tell this you because I am one, that the Normers are not the most exciting people of the White Mountain Clan. Solid, trustworthy, stable, that’s most of the Normers, I don’t know what happened to me. I’m not sure if it was the music or my relationship with the Thains that drove me away from the staid Normer way.
The festival included a wide range of competitions. Cooking contests, art contests, craft contests and the sporting events. Archery, slide racing, and snow ball.
Tomorrow I will tell you of the snow ball tournament and Rex Thran’s great goal in the finest snow ball game . . . ever.
Don’t worry I will get to the story of the Great Slide Race and my involvement in that.
Philip Normer
of the White Mountain Clan of Harappa
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