On our way to mass this morning, Gareth called me and asked if we were interested in going off roading. “Uh, heck yes” I think is a good approximation of both mine and April’s answers.
So, after mass with the new priest at Maria Regina (who, by the way, thinks the new English translations for liturgy are “horrible”), we went back to the house to get changed and load up with lunch/supper materials.
Our destination was Hennop’s Offroad Trail:
Entrance to park:
Impala wonder why we are torturing ourselves on rocky roads:
Several water pits:
The Ford Ranger naviagting the drainage wash-out:
And the two-week-old Mitsubishi does the same:
Guys seeing how high they can get my front tire:
Me launching out of the pit:
Requisite “cute kid” pic:
Gareth in his Ford:
Show-offs in the Landie Defender 110 Baackie going BACKWARDS through the mud pit (yes there was beer involved):