Memorial Day weekend at the river

Since my dad is buried on the family property at the river, every visit is sort of a memorial.
So there's that. 

The river fleet:
Maddie's trike.
The fat 2 speeder.
A left-over BMX from the pump track.
Rory's Legolas.

We burnt some slash piles.
Then roasted weenies and marshmallows on the  leftover heat.
Maddie looks on.

Sunday morning ride.
The last time I rode this little section I was with Pat Rick and Jon.

This machine means business. If logging is your game and if efficiency at any cost is your goal, the first step is to build a road. But before that, you need to bulldoze it. But before that, you need to clear a path. This monster clears a path.

All rides end at Barstow Store.

Firewood run.