It was 4:15 pm, and I had napped for about a half hour longer than I planned, and had about 15 minutes to get Joel ready, the appropriate stuff together, and google the directions for a swim meet in Dinuba, which was about 45 minutes south towards the foothills of the Sierra Nevadas. All day it had been my slightly more than half-hearted plan to take him. I did not relish the idea facing the crowds, of standing in line to register Joel, and of sitting around (hopefully in some shade) and waiting for Joel’s competition class to be called for competition. Be that as it may, a little over an hour later Joel and I made it to the swim complex right on time, and, as it turned out, the whole affair was quite cool. In fact, I decided to take along my daughter’s compact digital Nikon and have some fun taking pictures.