I meant to post this photo with the rest the other day...This is Caledon's team captain Miss Paris giving me a hug after completing my lap (as Miss G looks on). She is truly amazing and I'll be thinking good thoughts for her.
I meant to post this photo with the rest the other day...

"Want to come to my garden and dance?" was the simple IM I got from Miss Kelley. Why, of course?
I could not resist a picture at the Journey to the Center of the Earth. Good dinosaur! Good dinosaur...
I realized that even skates weren't as fast and hopped on Flashy. Seeing how many other riders there were, it seems I was not unique. Her Grace, CoyoteAngel Dimsum, joined me for the rest of my lap and in her canine form she had no trouble keeping up at all as she was outrunning Flashy! It was so nice to have company as we practically flew around the track's bends...
A little over a hour since I first left camp, I returned. This is something that I am so glad to have experienced...
The final total raised so far was L$31,733,401! Almost $116K USD!!! Team Caledon placed 9th in overall team amounts raised with a total so far of L$1,298,439 and after 18.5 hours on the track, Mr. Vollmar (as a cheetah today) placed 4th in track laps run with a total of 17! Huzzah! Hooray for our team captain Miss Paris, SLRFL team members, and those who donated their money or time! We should all be very proud of what has been accomplished! And after listening to the closing ceremonies, even the aliens danced...
While I awaited my turn next lap, I danced a jig back at the campsite with the Mirandas--who had come out to support the runners.
Once I got started on the track, I had a chance to see some really fantastic sims like the 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea...
And keeping with that theme, later I looked down into the Center of the Earth...
I took a pause at the Tomb Raider sim to admire the sunset...
You just have to have a gigantic monster destroying a town sim...you just have to...
After almost 2 hours non-stop and non-crash , I finally made it back to the main Caledon campsite, where much "HOOOO!"ing and dancing was going on...
I had seen some fantastic things. Some touching things too...like the folks who were lined up along one sim saluting as I went past, or another where they cheered. I can only hope that others felt as good coming through the Caledon campsite to see all of us "Hoooo"ing like mad for them. To know that folks took the time to create all of this and come out, means so much. I needed a minute by myself when I first came back and then, all I wanted to do was strap on some ice skates and take a twirl on the ice. Mr. Margulis joined me, looking lovely in his not-so-secret Miranda Society uniform...
And of course later we raved into the night at Carntaigh! Miss Laval in the house! Here I am with the Tartans (Mr. Margulis, Mr. Drinkwater and Sir Zen) dancing with me...mind you, I didn't have my flaming torch yet and yes, it turned into one of those Caledon parties...What a day!
Mom, I love you...you've been so brave over these past few months. We were so scared and uncertain at first, but your courage and optimism helped to set the standard for me and the rest of us. It was because of your strength that we realized moving forward was the only direction that one could go. Despite it all, we have still been able to laugh.
I thought I'd visit Port Caledon. I bounced around on the trampolines and took a twirl on a turkey. Uggghhh...I wasn't feeling very well afterwards...
What is that in the water over there??? Is that Nessie?!
Afterwards, Miss G and I went to Tam and she showed me her pretty Dun Ringill home. We ended up at the Anvil, where I had a mug of whisky as the two of us sat in our hats and spectacles comparing rifles and taking random shots. Nothing like the combination of a little "water of life" and weaponry!
Despite both of our best intentions to turn in for the evening we ended up in a lively conversation with folks in Eyre at Miss Tombola's, where that Mr. Barthelmess made an appearance. What is he up to I wonder? I ended my night with a lovely ballroom dance twirl on the roof of Mr. G. Hax's gallery.
I have been crashing for three days now. It seems I was not the only one--which was a relief--and sat commiserating about it with Miss Gustafson and Mr. Hax in their Eyre home's back garden. Joining us were Mr. Smashcan, Mr. Mesmer and Miss Paris. I would have posted a picture, but poor Mr. Hax was horribly ruthed. I took care of some things that I needed to do in-world and rode Flashy across Caledon from Mayfair to Tamrannoch--somewhere that I realized I do not spend a lot of time in at all.
All's paid and done...
Here I am with the Guvnah after choosing and reserving my parcel in Regency. I must have crashed a ridiculous amount of times just trying to get to the Mansion! Seeing who a lot of my neighbors are...I am going to have a lot of fun there!
Lady Heron and I somehow managed to dress alike...again. I do believe we are going to have to create a schedule or something. However, we consider this dress the unofficial uniform of our Compulsive Swooners club. Feel free to join if fashion, tight corsets, and handsome gentlemen make you do so. Speaking of handsome gentlemen, we could not help but whisper to each other about Maj. Margulis in one of my ensembles. Someone get the smelling salts...
And somehow...despite all of my crashing, I still managed to dance. Amazing how that works, no?

Soon we were flinging ourselves on horses, on large balls, and with our pets attached. Sometimes we were successful. Others? Kersplat.
Later there was a flash rave in Carntaigh. All sorts of silliness. Lots of particle lights, a flaming pitchfork, whirling lightsticks, green fairy staggerings, Tartan sightings, and silly hats such as my rabbity hat (which I got at my first Caledon party ever)--and especially a checked jester hat from Miss Paris that everyone had on at one point.
One of the things I love about Caledon is that despite our general politeness and smart dressing, we know how to have lots of fun. Often very silly fun. Some might find it annoying, but I love the Caledon "Hoooo!" I was so tickled when Mr. Margulis gave it to me that I didn't know what to do as I've wanted to be able to do the "Hoooo!" for quite a while. To me, it's an expression of general delight or exclamation over something and is applicable to many things. It's something that I regard as uniquely Caledonian...
What are these strange carvings upon the wall of the abyss? Has an invasion such as the one Caledon recently experienced happened before?
And then entered a mysterious stranger, a certain Mr. Jobias Barthelmess, who had many questions--too many if you ask me--especially regarding Sheriff Ortega. In his journal, the Sheriff tells stories about this gentleman from the Old Country that can make one positively shiver. This Barthelmess has a black heart indeed...
I thought I'd visit Steelhead and was given a ride in a wonderful airship by Mr. Alexandre...
Miss Connolly...I'm ready to visit Tombstone now...

Two out of my three photos made it into the Steampunk photo exhibit at the Grignano Photography Studio! "Babbage Sunset" (bottom row, 2nd from rt on left wall) and "Steam Bunny on the Move."
I cheered up quickly when joined by my friend Mr. Jun, who was the model for my "Eomer" waistcoat...
Later I attended a pirate themed party for the SL Bloggers group (Yarrr! Me Mateys). Sir Hotspur's a lot of fun to party with! After that, I went to a rooftop auction for Relay for Life with very interesting items including being a Tartan for a day (I love the Tartans! Something about men in kilts gets me every time)...
And ended my evening dancing until the last song at Jarl Paderdorn's Radio Riel party in Wyre! I'm definitely not in a bad mood anymore! Whew am I tired!