My wife is gone for a week on a course so I took it off to look after my kids. Here are some pics from camping last weekend. They are awesome!
Here is my 3 year old Brad driving his quad by himself
This is my 6 yr old Jonathan on a dirt bike
My baby princess Hannah is 11 months old
I won't get much work done on the truck this week but I will have fun with them
Those are great pics, you all definitely look like you're having a good time.
My "Slickitis" affliction began here...
66 F100 CC/65 F100 CC/66 F250 CC
If it starts to rain, they'll tax the splash.
If you want to fish, they'll tax the bass.
If you plant a yard, they'll tax the grass.
If you don't play nice, they'll fine your *$#!
thanks for the kind words there fellas. They really are pretty amazing. My wife Lori is the one behind the lens. That's actually where she is this week is at a photography seminar. Her business is what makes my slick possible. And yes, she was having slight aneurisms with the 3 year old on the quad, specially since I have "hopped" it up a little for the older one
The first beer consumed by many a young western Canadian boy, "Pil" has become famous for crossing lines of age, wealth and taste. All local demographics have been known to enjoy Pil, as well as share some quality time counting the bunnies on the label, or if you've had more than you can remember, talking to them.
I am one of those prairie boys. It was practically Lethbridge's national drink when I was a young adult. Then they shut the brewery here and began brewing some swill with the same label on it in Edmonton. Now, they have shut Edmonton's brewery too and brew it in Vancouver. The current recipe is unrecognizable, especially to those who grew up with the real stuff, now it tastes like watered-down turpentine. Has no resemblance to beer at all any more. Damn shame.
But hey, you get a free T shirt in the box!!!
It's a race.. Will hell freeze over or will JC finish his truck first. Stay tuned..
haha so she was... My only experience with motorized craft came when I was about 2 or 3... my dad took the power wheels monster truck that somebody gave us and replaced the little tiny dead batteries with a deep cycle, but it was WAY nose heavy, so he balanced it out with a load of BRICKS in the back. Set it to HIGH speed and set me loose. I drove it directly into a block wall at a HIGH rate of speed... Can you guess where the bricks went? on top of me, as the story goes... great.
SO he took the motors out, and it was a push-truck from then on... I dont know why he never put it back together when we grew up...
'63 with 390 & lots of juice. But never enough. Always want more.