Kevin's cousins have a couple of quads and a sandrail, so we followed them up a mountain in our RV and set up base in the middle of a bunch of trees and hills.
After the kids all had turns, I got to ride with Kevin in the sandrail. Even over the engine noise, I took in the amazing scenery and the scent of the pine trees and the cool air on my skin. I tried to soak up that cool air all I could knowing what I'd be going home to the next night. From the top of a high hill, we had a view of the loveliest meadow. Really, I don't get to see enough meadows in my day-to-day living.
Later, back at our campground, everyone got re-showered and dressed up a little bit to celebrate Kevin's grandma's 90th. It's not every day you have such an occasion to mark, so it was a memorable time.
Happy Birthday! Let's do it again next year!
|Me & Kev in the sandrail|
|Little boy, big helmet|
|Windblown Bethie after her speedy ride|
|Cayna with Grandpa Lloyd on the quad|
|Joe and second-cousin Aaron on the quad|