And speaking of lunch, we enjoyed the fine cooking and pleasant smile of Andrea, Taco Girl, who made special arrangements to meet us in Bloomfield. After the refueling, it was off for the final leg of the rally. We headed up to the abandoned WW2 air base where a mysterious rendezvous took place at the workshop of Glenn Wallis, a local artist whose workshop is located in one of the barrack buildings. With a few bottles of wine in hand, we walked into the shop to see something positioned on a workstation. At that point it started to dawn on a few of the boys that the AOTW trophy, which was notably absent the night before, was about to make an appearance. A short presentation was made before the refurbished trophy was revealed, in the hopes of proving a sufficient rationale for what they were about to see, including its own carrying case to ensure safe passage form one year’s event to the next. Yours truly was anxiously awaiting to see the reaction, as certain changes were expected to be controversial, but in the tradition of AOTW, each “winner” has free rein to do something. And that first reaction seemed pretty good, but maybe it was more about breaking out some wine. And then the next distraction: Floyd holding the trophy for pictures. It seems he was an early front runner for AOTW’15, and with him leaving for his son’s wedding announcement party, the sentiment was “better get that picture now.”