A couple of hours into the 2004 trip to the redwoods, we stopped at a park (the voice in my head is telling me it was something like “Humbug Mountain State Park”, but that could be not quite right). I think we stopped for lunch and a bathroom break, and to wade in the stream.
Hurrah for Aunt Marta, as she has provided a whole bunch of additional pictures from the Dunebuggy day back in September 2004, including a couple of them with me in it (that’s not so much the hurrah part – as seeing some pics of it that I haven’t seen before). So, here they are, along with a couple of interspersed remembrances.
I had noticed this in one of the pictures earlier, but it wasn’t as obvious as it is in this one. Danaya was a little too short to reach the gas and brake pedals, so the people who rented us the dune buggy also provided a thick piece of foam, which Danaya had behind her back. This allowed her to operate the dune buggy reasonably comfortably.
From the parking lot, there was a sanded ramp up to the dunes (and on the way back, down from the sand dunes). On the first run that Danaya and I did (I think the runs out onto the dunes and all the way to the beach probably lasted about 30 minutes or so), we were on our way back. At the bottom of the ramp is a stop sign, where the ramp intersects with the road leading to the parking lot. I was in the lead, and obediently stopped. Danaya zoomed right by me out into the parking lot, being blissfully unaware of the stop sign. Thankfully there wasn’t any traffic going by at the same time.
I think we’ve covered everyone who was driving dune buggies on said September day in 2004 (except for Ben, who surprisingly enough did not take any pictures of himself). Here’s a picture of the youngest person there to don a helmet, Mikaela, who was having problems seeing out of the helmet, let alone over the dashboard.
I do have one more picture of Danaya that I want to post along with a couple of stories, but I’ll leave that one for tomorrow.
Flashback: Daelynn in the dune buggy, not going anywhere fast
Aunt Marta was with us for our dunebuggy/quad day back in September of 2004. As mentioned in one of the earlier posts, she and I (Ben) took turns on the quad, while Layne, Rett, and Danaya took turns with the dunebuggy.
Day 3 of our “dune-buggy adventure from 2004” coverage, and next up is Layne.
I have a vague recollection that Layne would have preferred to be driving the quad, but that the rental company would not allow people under 16 years of age to drive quads. So, he was relegated to the dune buggy for the day. No misadventures on Layne’s part if I recall correctly, although I didn’t get many pictures of him in the dune buggy.
Following along with the flashback to the 2004 Dunebuggy day, we present this picture of Rett, who would have been 11 years old at the time.
Those of you who:
read the prior post with Danaya driving a dunebuggy
may have looked at the above picture and recalled that:
we only rented one dune buggy
that the dune buggy Danaya was driving was red in color, while the one Rett was driving is not red, but is in fact a distinct shade of green.
Are you wondering why that is the case? Well, let me give my recollection of the story, and maybe others (Rett, Marta?) could fill in the rest.
Late in the first half of the day rental, Rett was driving the dune buggy and Marta was leading with the ATV. At one point going along a narrow trail through some taller grass, Marta realized that Rett was no longer behind her. Upon turning around and going back, she eventually found him. He had somehow managed to back the dune buggy over a small cliff (by small, I think we’re talking about 4 feet), landed it on the back of the roll cage, snapped off the flag, and either temporarily knocked him out, or gave him a minor concussion.
We nursed the dune buggy (this being the green one) back to the rental place, and they gave us a different one (this being the red one) for the rest of the day. Apparently people crack these things up quite often and it wasn’t too unusual. (That and I think that this was mid-September and they didn’t have too many other customers that day). Rett survived the day without further mishap.
Just for fun, I want to start posting some pictures, going years back in our family archive.
First up is this picture from 2004. The setting is Reedsport, a ways north of Coos Bay, Oregon, where there is a large area of sand dunes. We spent an exorbitant amount of money and rented a dune buggy and an ATV for an entire day. Layne, Rett and Danaya took turns with the dune buggy, while Aunt Marta and myself split time on the ATV. One of the real high-lights was that one of the trails led to the ocean beach, and you could drive up and down it, although were not allowed to go into the surf (something about the salt water).
So, here is a picture of Danaya, driving the dune buggy on the beach. At the time of the picture, she would have been 8 years old.