I, however, am quite spry, and was able to make it off the monster before we were in the danger zone. Tadd is quite the strong man, and was able to shift his weight and pull the wheeler (remember Return to Oz?) to the right, and lo and behold...we were saved!
Here is proof of our adventure!
The wimpy trail
Wait...are my glasses so oversized that I can't smile properly without squishing my cheekbones?
No, you sicko's! Tadd is not relieving himself! He merely found a grove of trees he wanted to investiage!
I wasn't able to get a picture of the trail we almost lost our lives on, it was much too intense!
On our way back to the homestead.
Unfortunately, this story does not have a happy ending. My "no place like home" shoes have been ruined. They were stripped of their identity, and can no longer be worn. I'm quite depressed about it. 
4 comments:
Aw, so sad about the cute shoes!! I love 4-wheeling! Ogg and I also had a bad experience with it. Maybe I'll do a post on it. It's a very humorous story now when we think back on it!
I love the picture of you in motion. It's awesome. Your glasses are super cute too.
You always look so cute! Where did you get your sunglasses?
Since when did you decide to look like Elvis? Nice shades...
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