On Wednesday we loaded up the wheelers and headed for the mountains. We spent the whole day just hangin' out in the mountains and riding ATV's. It was almost midnight that night before we made it home and fell exhausted into our beds.
Above: Meagan and Lisa, Below: Josh
Aubrey
Addy and Emily
Lisa
Ed
Zac waiting his turn to ride
Emily
Meagan
Zac playing a game of Uno with his little sister
Zac
Steve doing a little work via his cell phone while we are taking a break
Zac was making me so mad standing here. You can't tell from the picture but he is standing on a 40 ft vertical drop. I believe my exact words to him were, "ZAC! We just canceled our health insurance so if you fall, you are just going to have to bleed out!" I was only kidding really. Kind of.
Zac taught everyone how to make his favorite campfire treat. Roasted Starburst.
Deep discussion
Making S'mores
And this is where it happened. We were quietly sitting around the table playing Uno while all of our men folk were out on the trail. This old tie dye wearing hippy came and starting yelling at us and threatening to call the Sheriff on us and make us vacate the premises immediately.
Apparently there was some confusion on how much we had paid and what we had paid for to use this site for the day. He would not even give us a chance to explain or figure out where the problem was or to even fix it. He just started yelling and screaming and calling us liars and telling us he was calling the Sheriff and we were going to have to pack up and leave right then with all of our guys out on the trail. He was mad at us for still being there because we told him we were just using the site for the day (all 4 times he came up to our site during the day)(There was only one other campsite in the whole place being used) and he told us that the day use time was up and blah, blah, blah. He was psycho. Seriously. He did have a New York accent and a NY Yankees sticker on the back of his truck so I'm assuming that explains his hospitable ways.
What bothers me the most about the whole thing is that he came when all of the guys were gone and it was just 2 women and 4 girls. We weren't a group of loud teenagers having a party and drinking. We were calmly sitting at the table playing Uno. So he pretty much put a damper on our little gathering. We put away the game and started packing up our stuff and were all ready to leave as soon as the boys got back.
Oh well! It was still a fantastic day and the angry old hippy with ATV issues (I really think he didn't like us because of the ATV's - he came up to our site several times during the day to tell us to drive them slowly through the camp, even though we hardly ever drove them in the camp and we were the only ones there for the majority of the day and WE WERE DRIVING SLOW!) At least we have a fun story to tell now.
