We arrived at our camping spot on Wednesday evening and we were the only people in the back of the camp so it was totally serene and quiet. We woke up early on the fourth and went down to the lake. Again, we were the only people on the lake and it was beautiful! The scenery was gorgeous and so peaceful. Mark and Trent caught their limit in fish and Trent had a great time helping Mark reel the fish in. And Jagger...well he barely makes a peep! He is now sleeping 7 hours a night and he is the happiest baby around!
We barbecued with Mark's aunt and uncle that evening and had lots of laughs but we we always do...they are hilarious to be around. Unfortunately, we didn't make it to the top of the mountain to watch the fireworks over Donner Lake because we were just too tired and let's face it, Jagger is too little to trek up the mountain.
Mark's mom and brother came up to camp on Friday so Mark and I were able to take our Rzr out for a ride while the kids napped and grandma watched them. Mark's uncle showed us a new, and probably the best trail we've been on yet. We had a great time exploring the area and listening to music.
We originally planned to come home on Saturday but because Mark's mom came up and stayed with us, we stayed through the weekend. It turns out, we should have went home on Saturday anyway because we had a little accident that day....
Mark is normally the one who mobs the Rzr around because he is so good at it! Me...not so much. My hands barely reach the steering wheel and only my toes touch the pedals. Anyhow, Mark wanted me to drive him around for once. He even encouraged me by saying that I would never learn to drive well in our toy if I didn't practice. I told him several times that I didn't want to because I couldn't drive it well but he pumped me up and I caved. Turns out, I should have listened to my instincts! And no, I am not blaming him for my crashing because I could have refused to drive but I didn't. Anyhow, I took a corner too fast coming down the mountain that overlooks Donner Lake and I ran into quite the boulder. The front passenger side hit very hard but thank goodness we were in our harnesses because it could have been ugly. My little accident resulted in a severely bent frame and sore bodies all around.
Can I tell you how great my husband is? He didn't even get mad at me for wrecking his favorite toy! He simply hugged me and said he couldn't stand to see my dirt streaked face! I started crying immediately after we crashed because let's face it, it scared the you know what out of me! I was relieved to not have overcorrected and catapulted us down the other side of the mountain. Apparently, my tears made streaks down my face which was covered in dust from riding the trails. Mark simply told me that the worst that could happen is that the insurance totals it and we get a new one and that he was glad we were okay! Simply put, he is the best.
The Rzr is at the shop now and it doesn't look good. Apparently, they think it looks totaled but we'll have to wait and see.
Lesson learned from our little trip...we are not eighteen anymore, our bodies don't bounce back like they used to and we have two kids now so we need to act more responsibly and not drive so fast!
Regardless, we had a great and relaxing holiday. Trent loved playing in the dirt and fishing. Mark also loved playing in the dirt and fishing as well! Here are a few pictures from our trip.
Trent, admiring the view
First cast and fish of the day
Trent hanging out on Uncle Tim and Aunt Sheryl's toy
Trent, waiting to eat
Happiest baby on the block (and his first mohawk)
Uncle Tim and Jagger
Chunky monkey
Just hanging out.
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