Bull Gap
Another dirtbiking / camping event complete with winter-like temps.
Took some lovely pictures—this time with my camcorder. Too bad I can’t get them OUT of my camcorder. Sigh.
Friday
5:00 PM
Arrive at camp. Weather is sunny and just a bit cool. Nice enough for G to toss a football around with his friends while the adults set up camp. Tom arrives and sets up nearby.
5:15 PM
Temperature starts to drop like a rock.
8:00 PM
Dinner. Then we all try getting as close to the campfire as possible without burning ourselves. Still too cold. So we take the little ones off to bed.
Saturday
8:00 AM
Cold enough to deer hunt—as Paul likes to say. Sun is shining though and the guys suit up for their ride. Paul challenges authority a bit by riding G on his bike up to sound check. Doesn’t go well, but no worse than expected. And it doesn’t stop him and others from taking their littlest ones for rides.
10:00 AM
Shelly and I take the kids into Mio, to the Amish store there. By the time we returned to camp, it was tee shirt weather. The kids had a great afternoon and G was completely absorbed in play and watching dirtbikes return from the trails. When his Dad and Tom returned from their 45 mile—wet—loop, G got to go for a ride. Later, he spent time on his own PW50 with Dad running alongside.
7:00 PM
Dinner with everyone. Then a nice campfire and more play. A couple of guys stop by and let us know that a storm with 60 mph winds and rain is on its way. Everyone scrambles to take down easy-ups, awnings and every other thing that may blow away. Then the rain comes and we all scramble inside campers and tents.
Sunday
8:00 AM
It’s virtually winter outside so we all pack up to head home. No riding for our guys, but Tom was still contemplating it when we left. Did you go Tom?
10:00 AM
Just as we’re leaving, Chris invites us to camp with his family again next weekend. Jennifer replies with an affectionate, but firm NO. Mom is NOT camping again until it is warm.
Took some lovely pictures—this time with my camcorder. Too bad I can’t get them OUT of my camcorder. Sigh.
Friday
5:00 PM
Arrive at camp. Weather is sunny and just a bit cool. Nice enough for G to toss a football around with his friends while the adults set up camp. Tom arrives and sets up nearby.
5:15 PM
Temperature starts to drop like a rock.
8:00 PM
Dinner. Then we all try getting as close to the campfire as possible without burning ourselves. Still too cold. So we take the little ones off to bed.
Saturday
8:00 AM
Cold enough to deer hunt—as Paul likes to say. Sun is shining though and the guys suit up for their ride. Paul challenges authority a bit by riding G on his bike up to sound check. Doesn’t go well, but no worse than expected. And it doesn’t stop him and others from taking their littlest ones for rides.
10:00 AM
Shelly and I take the kids into Mio, to the Amish store there. By the time we returned to camp, it was tee shirt weather. The kids had a great afternoon and G was completely absorbed in play and watching dirtbikes return from the trails. When his Dad and Tom returned from their 45 mile—wet—loop, G got to go for a ride. Later, he spent time on his own PW50 with Dad running alongside.
7:00 PM
Dinner with everyone. Then a nice campfire and more play. A couple of guys stop by and let us know that a storm with 60 mph winds and rain is on its way. Everyone scrambles to take down easy-ups, awnings and every other thing that may blow away. Then the rain comes and we all scramble inside campers and tents.
Sunday
8:00 AM
It’s virtually winter outside so we all pack up to head home. No riding for our guys, but Tom was still contemplating it when we left. Did you go Tom?
10:00 AM
Just as we’re leaving, Chris invites us to camp with his family again next weekend. Jennifer replies with an affectionate, but firm NO. Mom is NOT camping again until it is warm.
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