While we were up there we played lots of games including "Bang" and "Hand and Foot". We also were able to use the snowmobiles, sleds, and a four-wheeler to play around outside for a while. We had a blast sledding down a quarter-mile hill and letting Trevor drag us back up by holding onto a string behind the four-wheeler.
We were like little kids trying to get one, two and three sleds up the hill at a time while trying new tricks. At one point, Trevor and Burgundy were on the four-wheeler dragging me, Brody and Nate on our individual sleds. It was quite the task getting everyone up without losing anyone.
The weekend came to a close all too quickly and we were all sad to say our good-bye's. Weekends like that just don't come around too often, and I need to more fully appreciate each moment that I get like that in my life. Growing up with parents who were constantly taking small weekend trips, and short vacations, I think I took that time for granted. I am realizing more and more now that those experiences are what make us who we are. They are also often the things that will bring us the most simple joys in life. I hope to be a little more appreciative of all the things my parents helped me to experience when I was little, and try to be a little more that way myself.
Fun! Sounds like it was a good time! I'm glad you got a good break! Stuff like that really is important, it spices up life.
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