Sand and Snow
Just got back from the best trip ever. Everything (well, aside from the busiest airport day ever) was perfect…
I couldn’t be happier and not even slightly bothered by the fact that sand seems to be falling on everything I touch. Dry air and destroyed hair and a bruise with more colors than the California sunset. Thanksgiving dinner made up of strangers sharing dishes and stories in a toy-hauler surrounded by four wheelers and sand buggy’s. Shaky hands and repeated crashes has me finding love for a hobby I never thought I’d try before. The boy says “There’s no crying in motocross” but is the first to jump off his bike when my fear of sharp right turns has me laying on the ground.
The trip was amazing. He was amazing.. and patient and loving and impressive. Pictures up tomorrow…
Can’t wait to see pics. Email me! Tell me more, cause I want to hear it all!