Jami Chases the Turkey

So, the annual Turkey Chase - well, okay, the first one I've attended, but apparently this was the 21st one. What, you ask, is a Turkey Chase? It's a scavenger hunt style activity for adults who have temporarily forgotten that they are too old to be doing it. At the starting place, you and your team (the people who fit safely in your car) get a clue, which sends you to another location where you hunt for another clue which leads you to the next one and so on and so on. The final clue leads you to the PARRRR-TAAAY, where the three D's come into play - Dinner, Drinking and Dancing. Our car of rookies came in 7th - not bad for first-timers, we are told. Over 140 people participated, all of whom are normally intelligent, responsible adults. As we rushed (obeying all traffic laws) from spot to spot, we contemplated how embarrassing it would be, if we were pulled over for speeding, a carload of 30 year-olds rushing to the parking lot of a T station to find a hidden can, because our crossword puzzle told us to. Hmmm. One member of our team wanted to win, of course, but didn't really get the passion until the end of the evening, when the awesome rubber-chicken-and-random-objects trophy was presented. Suddenly, the win-lust hit and now we have plans to win the whole thing next year . . . Lessons learned: 1. Thinking too hard doesn't always help. Occam's razor has endured for a reason. 2. Don't climb over railings if you're not sure you can make it. 3. Ice is slippery. 4. If you sing badly enough, they won't make you do the entire song. 5. Child locks should be turned off, if you want your whole team to exit the car quickly. 6. People who start drinking BEFORE the Chase should not be allowed to interpret clues. I guess that's it. I'll post pictures at some point, if I remember.