Aggie Fans in Reno

On March 12-14, the Utah State Aggies played in the WAC tournament, seeking the title and a ticket to the NCAA. The Sorensons joined the Campbell family and Momma K at Circus Circus in Reno to support the team and cheer them on to their goal. Ok, maybe the Sorensons really headed to the "biggest little city" to see our Aggie fan family, but once we arrived, the basketball bug bit us and we found ourselves infected with fan fever. Donned in matching USU blue t's, we chanted, cheered and danced my alma mater on to victory, while having an incredibly exciting weekend adventure that can only be expected when vacationing with the Campbells.

On Friday, we headed to the hills with half a dozen motorcycles and a couple quads. The Cambells aren't novices when it comes to tough terrain. At least they didn't appear to be. (Aunt Karen is fearless... though my mom isn't far behind. They ARE twins. Click on Karen's pic to see how tough she really is).


Cousin Kyle's girlfriend Celeste amazed us by quickly mastering the moto then patiently showing me the ropes. Needless to say, I was not as skilled on the bike, unlike Rich, who was a natural and had a blast testing his limits. I can see why he wants one so bad. I'm just glad he didn't break anything.

I determined that when it comes to off-roading, for me, the more wheels the better.

With much coaxing and encouragement, Rocky finally found the courage to walk up and down the slopes and play in the dirt and patches of muddy snow. It was a major victory for him.

Jack was content to be outdoors, donning a cap Sharli knit for him.

Having their beloved Gwamma K & the girls there (Ashley, Celeste, Sharli & Mariah) made carting the kids around a breeze.


They were showered with attention and performed accordingly. It made me realize that we should travel more often because that seems to be when they behave the best.
On Saturday, the boys headed back to the mountains, while the Campbell girls hit the stores. Momma K, the kids and I left for the Reno zoo. ALL of us discovered the hard way that GPS units don't work in Reno. After traversing in and around the city, the Campbells finally found a mall and we found an unimpressive and very closed "zoo." Nevertheless, good times were had by all. That night was the culmination of the weekend as the Aggies expertly creamed Nevada (despite their overwhelming number of fans present in their home stadium). Utah State won the WAC title, and we joined the ecstatic students on the court to congratulate the players with an enthusiasm my die-hard Aggie fan Moulton grandparents would have been proud of. What a night!


With high spirits, we hit the Circus Circus game floor. I was feeling especially lucky as an unmatched winning streak ensued, so my mom, Karen and I pooled our remaining quarters, and I was designated to play a round of Deal or No Deal. Naturally, I chose #13 as my personal case (it had been lucky to me thus far in life). Taking risk after risk, we played until the final case, which revealed lucky #13 containing the grand prize! You would have thought we'd won the ultimate jackpot the way we celebrated, as 200 tickets poured out of the machine. Looking back, I wonder why I didn't hit the casino? You can't beat that kind of luck. I wasn't alone. Sharli won big too, taking home a bag of stuffed starfish. We ended up with a couple cuddly snakes, fuzzy dice, a starfish, candy, a puppy, a pillow, a pocket car bearing a striking resemblance to our new Landcruiser and memories to last a lifetime.