Small town, friendly, fun.
This was some small town school house, and m.c. ran inside to see if it was anything kids would want to see.
She said yes.
A local urchin, having a nap in a quiet shady place:
Inside the old school house above.
Outside the old school house below. This vehicle meets all the criteria Dannell and I insist upon: seat belts and roll cage. A neighbor rolled an ATV on Father's Day a few years ago and sustained a closed head injury.
That's pretty self-explanatory.
Roll cage and seat belts required. Too bad the price tag dangling was nearly $20,000. Get out, Kids.
Now they're touring a fish house. Last year it was so warm fish houses could hardly be placed on area lakes. Trucks sure couldn't trailer them out. It was, to quote a person I love, "a shit show."
So, no fancy, HEAVY, ice houses either. (Can't we just buy fish?)
Okay, time for some rides. love, Val
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