Well it came, and it went. Four years has flown by, and so did our long, campin weekend. We decided to go campin at Little Sahara Sand Dunes. We left home last Thursday night in the snow blizzard at Bryce, and decided to get the heck out of here. We also thought that since it was going to be a freezing temperature night, that we would wait and fill the trailor full of water on Friday at the sand dunes...Well we got there and their dump station was closed, and all of their water was shut off...So we went dry camping. We decided to camp by the bathrooms, but if anybody reading this really knows me, then they know my fear of bathrooms...Now don't be laughing, this is a real phobia that I have. I don't do the whole toilet that has a straight shot hole to the sewer thing. So that was part of our fun, and I had garunteed you another Trista Moment, and that was it. Had to buy some new tires for the Rhino, because last time we tryed in the sand, it wouldn't go anywhere. 
So put some new rims and tires on and man that thing went EVERYWHERE. 
Weather was great Friday and Saturday, it was like spring weather. But Saturday night and Sunday is a different story. The wind started to blow, and blow harder, and harder, until it was screaming through our windows, and the trailor was a rockin' and it wasn't from us ;) if ya know what I mean. All in All it was a Great, and Much Needed retreat. We ate chips, drank some lemonade, played some Phase 10, and rode our little hinies off. P.S. our camera was pretty much dead, so as my first graders would say "Ya get what ya get, and ya don't through a fit."
So put some new rims and tires on and man that thing went EVERYWHERE. Weather was great Friday and Saturday, it was like spring weather. But Saturday night and Sunday is a different story. The wind started to blow, and blow harder, and harder, until it was screaming through our windows, and the trailor was a rockin' and it wasn't from us ;) if ya know what I mean. All in All it was a Great, and Much Needed retreat. We ate chips, drank some lemonade, played some Phase 10, and rode our little hinies off. P.S. our camera was pretty much dead, so as my first graders would say "Ya get what ya get, and ya don't through a fit."
We decided to ride out on our own, since I new where everything was and most of the trails were. The ranchers had asked us to go a specific way though so that we could push some cows out of some pastures, back into where they were supposed to go. Well they put me on a horse named Buck, no not because he bucks, but because he is a buckskin. We were almost done with our ride and was heading back to the ranch through a canyon. Janice and Cole were ahead of us, and so I looked at Rusty and I said "Ya want ta race" (just like that, the hick 
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