D-Day Disaster

We were all very excited about our impending weekend, unfortunately no one checked the forecast prior to our departure. If you had told me Friday morning that we would have snow dumped on us within 24 hours I would have laughed. It was seriously near the 70's and sunny while we were packing. When we arrived at the camp site and set up the camper all the boys were buzzing around with excitement. They couldn't wait to take their Jeeps out on the trails and try out the new toys they had added to it over the winter. We met up with our usual group of riding pals and took off for some of the more experienced trails. It almost seemed like a bad omen right from the start because my seat belt wouldn't work so I had to sit in the back. Then, a Jeep that one of the guys had just finished building broke it's rear axle. From there, the night went downhill fast. More vehicles got stuck, broke down, or just plain got torn up.

After heading back to the camper, we were already feeling cold temperatures creeping in. All of a sudden the slush machine in the sky kicked into high gear and we started seeing the first layer of white stuff sticking to the ground. By morning, the whole camp was covered in more than four inches of snow and the rock stomp events were cancelled. Our group started leaving one by one until we were the last and since the boys didn't want to be defeated by mother nature, they convinced me to stay too. There were plenty of other yahoos still there, but since we didn't know any of them, we couldn't go out on the exciting trails because we never go out on them without at least one other vehicle. Eventually the cold weather won and we ended up spending most of the day and night in the camper playing cards and I snuck off to read a book I had been looking forward to catching up on.

By Sunday, I was just ready to be home. Next time we will definitely check the weather and be more prepared before leaving the farm!