Bruce M.

Dirt Bike Riding

I had been waiting the whole week for Saturday to arrive. I was
going to Vermont with my dad, my mom and my sister. We
were going to meet my dad’s friend Bret at his vacation house
and go dirt bike riding. That morning me and my dad loaded
up the dirt bikes and put all the stuff in garbage bags on the
bed of the truck. As we were driving we saw a wooden bridge.
“Wow that bridge is cool” I said. That led to a person’s house.
As soon as we got there, I saw a lot of trees and snow. My
ears were popping because we were getting higher up on a
hill. When we got there we just unpacked and we had to
unload the dirt bikes. We tried starting up my dirt bike again
and again and it didn't start. When my dad  started it, it started for
a little bit and then died. We headed off into the trails. We
went down a steep driveway. Every way I looked there was
trees. We start going on the road with Bret in the front me in
the middle and my dad at the end. Then it starts snowing as
we drive down the road and I follow Bret down the trail and it
was slippery and wet. It was hard to ride on and I was really
muddy. We ride through the trail over roots, rocks, and
through water. We see water and I go in front to see how
deep it is on foot. Then Bret goes through the water with his
quad to make sure the rest of us would be able to go through.
I almost get stuck, but I go on the throttle and I don't get stuck.
Then I say I need a break we take a minute long break then we
go back riding so we go on for a little bit. There was a pit of
mud with no dry spots around it. There was also a little stream
right after the mud. Thankfully I don’t get stuck. Hopefully I
don’t get stuck on my way back…

We cross a bridge then a little bit later we see a house an we
go through some grass we go back on a rode we stop by a
house we go in it. It was really cool it had big wood beams we
go back on the dirt bikes we head off into the trails and we
drive back threw the grass by the house back in the trail and
an there was a stream i start to go through it. Then my front
tire gets out of the mud, and my back tire went right into the
mud. I was stuck! I jumped off my bike and it was standing up
straight without me on it. It was even still running. I couldn’t
stop laughing because I wasn’t even touching it! My dad was
behind me, so he had to come in front of me in the mud. He
didn’t get stuck.  “Dad I need a little help here”. He found a
tree and rested his dirt bike on it. He came to lift my dirt bike
out of the soft sticky mud. He had trouble getting the dirt bike
out because it was so stuck. Then he finally got it out and
there was mud all over the entire thing. I hopped back on I
started to ride some more. I was happy that it was finally out
of the mud.