Tuesday, September 8, 2009

By the Light of the Silvery Moon

Here is my Honda with new paddle tires
We're taking a break in the shade.
By the light of the moon
Top of the dune
Night riders
Flying high
Father and son

See the orange moon?
Our trip to Little Sahara turned out great. We had a decent little three bedroom house to stay and I made Ree's rib eye steak recipe with onion/blue cheese sauce. I grilled hamburgers the next day. We had pancakes for breakfast one morning and the next morning we went to a cafe for their buffet filled with good selections. I had to do a little extra cleaning on the bathroom but the super cold air conditioning made up for it.
My husband and son and I rode all day and night. We were able to ride from the house to the dunes on our four-wheelers. On the way home we stopped in Enid and ate at El Chicos.
Oh, and I almost forgot to mention that my husband rolled his four-wheeler on Saturday night and I rolled my four-wheeler on Saturday. Boy, was that an experience! Both of us were fine, just surprised, but we were wearing our helmets. And on sand it is a soft landing. I actually just slipped off mine and it rolled over on top of me and then one more time before landing on its tires. I was in the middle of it where your leg is and there is just enough room for clearance. I remember thinking as it was on top of me that I hope it goes on over. And it did. My son came to my rescue immediately. I was trying to go up a really tall dune and decided at the last minute that I wasn't going to make it so I did the wrong thing- I turned sideways. Something you don't want to do at the top of a soft backside of a dune unless you are going fast and are turning on purpose and I suppose a lot more experienced at driving than me. I fell off and it turned over on me. It all happened quickly but it seemed longer. The four-wheeler didn't turn over immediately, it just hung there for a second and then it was on top of me for a second and then back off and on its wheels. I actually didn't mind the experience, of course mostly because I wasn't hurt but I don't want to do it again. Now anywhere else besides sand this would be much more dangerous.
All's well that ends well.