You won’t have to go far to celebrate spring this Saturday, unless it’s joyriding.

— If you can’t go to the Sahara, have the Sahara come to you, courtesy of a spring break party right here in downtown Hudson. A pile of sand that’s usually almost a foot deep and extends to within a stride of the doorways has already on Saturday morning, April 27, been poured in the dance room in the middle of Dick’s Bar and Grill. In addition to the desert-size pile of sand to play in, a music group that’s anything but mediocre, the Average Janes, will entertain starting at 6 p.m. The music will continue with a deejay at 10 p.m. until close.

— It’s just a short trek, to Woody’s in Bayport, to participate in the most current installment of Bar Olympics. This could be seen as a perfect venue, as it is indeed a bowling alley, and in addition to knocking down pins, participants can compete for bragging rights in a number of other events requiring supreme athleticism, such as darts and beer pong. Pre-registration can be done at the bar, and the action gets going on Saturday at 2 p.m., with registration starting at 1:30. More locally, in Hudson, Dick’s has been a hub for occasional Bar Olympics games, organized by the some of the bartenders there. The most recent installment in Hudson was earlier in April.

— There are some fundraiser events with food and fun that can be taken in on Saturday, most notably a motorcycle poker run in central and eastern St. Croix County starting in the afternoon. Participants will trek around that area with stops at about a dozen taverns. They have much better weather today, with sunny skies and temperatures in the 70s, then was had for some other local rallies earlier in the month. For information and to ride in the event, stop in at L&M’s in Roberts, a sponsor that is one of the first stops on the rally agenda.

— Friday was the opening day for many local and area golf courses, as snow and the muck from it melting have finally alleviated and all golfers may have to negotiate is an occasional small snowbank. It should be noted that some high school golf teams in the area did get a trial run with Thursday meets, finally getting on the links after practicing in the gymnasium for weeks.

 

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