It has been so long since I have had time to get back to my personal blog. I apologize for the delay. Anyway, I am going to attempt to share our vacation with you in several posts. It was a GREAT vacation, fun-filled, family-filled, and just what the doctor ordered to make us all rested and ready to do business again.
One of the days we went four-wheeling near Manitowish Waters. The trails there are phenomenal and abundant with huge stretches of wild areas that make you think you are in Canada. Below is my 3-year-old grandson Garret. Garret hates his helmet, but we love his beautiful head, so he wears it.
The next picture is of my daughter, Kristin and her two boys, Tucker and Garret. We were having a hard time getting all three to look at the camera at the same time, so this is what you get. Everyone is excited about what the day has to offer.
Everyone was riding double this day. Kristin has Garret on her machine. Gary is driving with me riding behind. Then James has Tucker.
Just a mile or two into the ride James stops and spots this amazing sight. Moose tracks! I didn't even know there were moose in Wisconsin. A check on the Internet puts the population at between 20 and 40 in the state. Pretty exciting.
These next two shots below are for size perspective.
The next thrill came when we found this big pool. James decided to get off and walk through it to see how deep it is.
Wait a minute! Tucker decides to drive the fourwheeler through right behind him without waiting to see if it gets deeper. There were a few fast-beating hearts for a minute or two, but he did make it through okay. .
So much fun, but getting thirsty and working up an appetite. Time to stop and eat a light snack and drink some water. This was a really beautiful bridge on one of the trails with a really cute guy there (Gary).
Then we found another beautiful place to stop with a waterfall.. Everyone stopped for a photo opportunity. Here is Tucker.
At the end of the day we were all pretty dirty and gritty. This was commonly what our feet and legs looked like.
This was commonly what our faces looked like.
Ever hear the old saying that the sign of a happy motorcyclist is bugs between your teeth? Not sure if it is bugs or mud in James' teeth here, but we were all smiling the entire day.
Ah, back in the car and ready for some food! That is also something we did a lot of this week.
I will be back next with our trip to Laona to visit my parents and ride the Logging Train. Peace to you all!