I love the Rotary Duck Race.
It’s the perfect blend of whimsy and gambling. Enough to get me out of the house in the rain even when nobody else wanted to go with me.
Really though, how can you not love those goofy yellow ducks bobbing down the rapids. Somehow they always look like they are so thrilled to be released from the confines of the bathtub, living the Oregon outdoor life. Whoo Hooooo!
Ok. Enough silliness. It’s a great cause. It’s great visual entertainment. And you just might win a car.
FYI: I am pretty sure the lone duck seemingly unclear about the RACE aspect of the event was mine.