Yep, it’s official.
The tourists are back.
Or maybe it’s just the local yokels getting out and enjoying the nice weather with the wind through their hair and bugs in their teeth.
Photo courtesy of Google Images.
Seriously, this is what it will sound like in front of our house for the next 4 months.
You’ll have to use your imagination for the roar of ATV’s tearing up and down the road.
At practically any time of day.
Oh, and some driven only by young kids with no helmets. Who have even younger kids riding on the back hanging on for dear life not caring that their “driver” has just graduated from the 5th grade, and doesn’t know to stop for the stop sign when crossing a busy road.
It’s even worse when the “adults” take the kids for a spin around the block at breakneck speeds, breaking any sort of safety lesson that these kids are supposed to learn.
Don’t get me wrong, I love to have fun just as much as the next person.
But revving these puppies up and roaring past our house at 8 am on a weekend is enough to push anyone over the deep end.
Believe me, Rick & I have plotted against these “haters of the quite solitude of the Northwoods.” If we had a set of stop spikes, you’d better believe we’d use ’em.
But only on the adults when they were alone.
Don’t want to hurt the kids.
I’m sure they can do that all on their own if they take on the example of the idiots that are supposed to teach them safety.