This is the first in a series of postcards that CVCC baseball coach Adam Thomas will provide from his teams trip to the Junior College World Series. The Pirates' first game is Sunday night.
One year later, I'm saying the exact same thing - this is the most beautiful landscape I have ever seen. I never get tired of walking outside and seeing mountains and mesas surrounding us in the Valley of Grand Junction, Colorado. It is all so surreal. I wish all of JUCO coaching buddies could experience this. How fortunate am I to be able to come back again for a second year! On one hand, I realize that we have worked extremely hard and have earned the right, however, on the other hand it just does not seem fair. Nonetheless, I'll take it.
A 3:00 AM wakeup call and 5:00 am departure from CVCC started our day. With the hour and a half trek to the ATL airport, we went wheels up at 8:15. We were extremely fortunate to have our entire team on one flight this year. It certainly made things much easier. But I have to say this, the middle seat on an airplane is some type of punishment. The window seat, okay that's obviously a good one. The aisle seat, you can put your legs out in walkway. But the middle seat ... oh my dear Lord, it's the Alcatraz of air travel. There is simply no where for your body to go.
The flight was smooth sailing, the transition from airport to charter bus was a breeze and we began our long, but breathtakingly scenic drive through the Rocky Mountains to Grand Junction. The four hour commute is a drive through a Claude Monet painting. You cannot imagine the beauty of this landscape. We pass a herd of elk, rams, and other wildlife to the point that you expect to see one of the following around the next turn: 1. Sasquatch 2. Grizzly Adams or 3. A unicorn. It's that beautiful.
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Then we hit the snow storm. Yep, a snow storm in late May, on a mountain, on a bus, in 20 degree weather. Boys, we ain't in Alabama, anymore. We survived, made it through the pass, crossed the Continental Divide and cruised into GJC, but not after the film crew joined our bus for some fun with the kids. Go to@CoachAT7 to check it out on Twitter.
Upon arrival, pure exhaustion and hunger. But mostly exhaustion. After a belly full of NOT southern barbecue, back to the hotel for a log summer's nap. Wednesday will bring a busy day of practice, work outs, administrative details, handshaking, autographing, interviews, not to mention, continuing to run an athletic department back home. The busyness never ends, but, man, is it worth it.
We are back in the World Series. We are back in Grand Junction, Colorado.