Saturday was our 17th wedding anniversary. I am not an easy person to live with, so my husband should probably have been treated to a nice dinner in a fancy restaurant with a few drinks, followed by a little “special occassion” attention. But here at Casa Stacey, we don’t really do the norm. We celebrated our anniversary by going out on a chilly, drizzly day and picking up other people’s nasty wet garbage.
This year our anniversary happened to coincide with the ATV club’s Landowner Appreciation Day. Most of NH’s ATV trails are on private property, so if not for the generosity of landowners allowing us access, we couldn’t ride. So we all go do our part to keep their land looking spiffy and then there’s a cookout.
Bulk of what we picked up? Bud Lite cans and shotgun shells. Somewhere out there, a slightly inebriated hunter is watching his girlish figure.
Here’s a picture of my guys on the trail. (Two of them, anyway. TK does not ride in the rain and he stayed behind in the camper with a fleece blanket, the dog and the TV remote.) And if you pop over to the family’s four-wheeling blog there’s a short video clip of SK wrestling his little machine through a big mucky puddle.