4 Wheeling adventures

Even Jake joined us when we went for a 4 wheeling run. The trails up there are something else. There is a million of them, and they all interconnect. You could stay out there for months and not hit the same track twice.

Jake's helmet kept sliding down over his eyes, but that was pretty much the only time he complained. He loved it! Like father like Son I guess.

Sammy, Uncle Hazen, my dad, Jake and My mom enjoying the view.

Josh is a bit of a daredevil so it was much better to have Jake sitting with Grandma and Grandpa. I on the other hand was not so lucky.

Me and Josh.

Uncle Buck (nee Hazen), our beloved tour guide.