Picture it: it is the last day, we are planning on leaving after dinner, or maybe after breakfast the next day, Kevin wants to get one last ride in on the four wheeler we brought up..a four wheeler that we had to jumpstart 3 or 4 times every time we tried to start it up. It was a pain... so we get it started up and Kevin wants to jump it over a snowbank he has been eyeing. I stand on the top of the snowbank to watch him ride all the way down the hill. He rides up one side, and down the other... He was a little too forward on the bike and did a header into the snow. (good thing that it was all powder!)
He did a summersalt off the front end and the bike was on its nose. He gets up and puts the bike on her wheels. THE FOUR WHEELER DIES! We then spent untill dark pushing and pulling it back up and over the snowbank... Here is what it looked like:
Well, that is what it looked like before I had to get in and help push... the sunset was beautiful-
good thing we didn't miss it eating dinner...
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