The weather was too nice today, instead of lounging around playing World of Warcraft all day, I asked the triplets who wanted to go to the land. To my delight only one responded in the affirmative, Serk Jr., which meant 2 wheeled locomotion was available.....
So we made arrangements with the spousal unit, the mother in law unit, and my dad to make sure the other kids were watched (Tarynn and Kali were headed to the drop zone, although the winds proved too unpredictable for jumping.), rounded up a few pew pews, told the little one to get dressed, and off we went.....
50 miles of mixed freeway (Flyway?) and 2 lane country riding and we're at the land.
Brief interlude - I've been having unpure thoughts lately. With the passing of BigBF, and Attic Rat's over booked status, and the carb problems my "Forever Valk" has, I'm thinking more and more of forbidden fruit, getting a Dairy Queen Cruiser..... Those thoughts ran though my mind quite a bit on the freeway portions of our ride. On the 2 lane portions I was too occupied doing the riding.
Got to the land. Yup, it's still there, had been quite a while since we'd been there.
Something just so purdy about a Valk in places most Jeep owners wouldn't go.....
Set some of the empty 1 pound propane canisters we'd gone through in the recent snowmageddon up as reactive targets...
(Oops! Turned out some of 'em weren't REALLY empty..... No spark so no ka-boom, but they did spin and fly 5-10 feet in the air, which was kinda cool.)
I really need to take a "Clean up the range" day out there..... But what looks like trash, I just see as potential reactive targets!
After showing him the difference between .38 Special rounds and .357 Magnum rounds, and making sure he was comfortable trying either, he tried squeezing off a few rounds on the Ruger .357 Magnum I inherited from my cousin. (I know, I know.... Eye pro.... It was in the bag, I remembered it as we were packing up.)
He also quite liked the Colt .25 I also inherited from my cousin...
(Between me and him we also went through around a thousand rounds of .22 in his .22 rifle and .22 Ruger MKIII pistol, and me using my Ruger MKIV pistol, but those are more fun and not as photogenic.)
Just for completeness, I did get one picture of him shooting his suppressed .22 rifle. Kid's a natural, was popping coke cans at will, and really enjoying the "explosion" when he hit 'em...
Packing the chairs and other "Leave at the land" stuff back in the cabin, saw daylight where I shouldn't see daylight.
Well crap sticks! There'd been a tree branch rubbing on the roof a few years ago, I cut the branch down, and foamed up the tiny leak, but looks like I've gotta do some real work now. And this is WAY up in the air.... Fun fun fun.....
Oh well, no time or resources to do anything about that right now..... Stopped for one of his favorite meals on the way home (Subway)...
After eating, went back to the bike, older gentleman came up and wanted to talk. (You can't be an introvert on a Valk, and you REALLY can't be an introvert on a Valk with a 9 year old boy gearing up to hop on the back.)
We chatted for a bit, there was more to his story, but I didn't pry. He kept saying how beautiful it was that I spent time with my son, that I took my son for motorcycle rides. I spotted a slight tear forming, he blinked and looked away, told us how lucky and blessed we both were, told us to have a blessed day and walked back to his car.
Yes.... I am far more blessed than I deserve to be, but I'll take it...
Got home, unloaded the bike, had him "help" me clean the guns, and put 'em away in the safes.
Full tank of fuel on the Interstate, few hours with one of my boys, lots of weird conversations over the Bluetooth comms there and back, memories made, experiences had.....
Hope ya'll had a great weekend as well, and thanks for humoring me with my silly stories like this...
