Hi everyone, I hope things are going well for you. There weren’t a lot of things that happened in May, but at least one of the things that did happen I have a bit to say on it. First off my family and I went to an annual family camp at Thousand Pines Church Camp, it’s just above Crestline, California. As always we had a lot of fun, we went on an off road golf-cart ride, fed the squirrels and Steller’s Jays, and enjoyed time together with each other and with God. I also climbed the thirty-two foot high climbing wall at the camp and did their lower elements course. both of which were a lot of fun. That’s about all that happened although, we had some excitement on our off road golf-cart ride, I apologize in advance if I get too wordy in tell you about the interesting ride we had.
First, let me tell you a little about how the ride worked. For most of the ride they told us to have your seat belts on, but at different points they would tell us to take them off in case the cart rolled over. This was because the parts that were seat belt off spots were on semi-steap hills. About half way through the ride after a short seat belt off area they told us we could put our seat belts back on.
About five minuets later the cart that my mom, my younger brother, and I were riding in started to tip over and ended up rolling right on top of us. The three drivers, one from the lead cart that lead us down the paths and two that we rode in, my dad, who was riding on the back of the lead cart so he could take pictures, and the two adults from the cart behind ours all quickly started helping to push it back over and off of us (don’t worry, we were fine, thanks in part I think to all the help we got so quickly).
It felt like it took them about five to ten minuets but we were told later that it wasn’t more than about two or three. At one point while the cart was rolling on top of us both my mom and I thought that we might not make it out of this alive. Which wasn’t as scary as you might think, my only fear was what it would feel like and how much it would hurt. I think this comes from my faith that when I die I’ll go to heaven to be with God. Other than that I don’t know why it didn’t scare me more than it did. I was thinking that any moment the cart would roll completely over us, coming to be upright again, and as it did it would break our necks and that would be it, my mom was thinking she would suffocate as she was having a
hard time breathing.
After they were able to get the cart off us a bit, one of the two women from the cart behind ours literally pulled me out from under the cart. At first i was a little annoyed because I was alright and would have rolled out from under it if they would have stopped dragging me from under it for one second. I found out after we were out that some gas was leaking from the cart so my annoyance went away very quickly. That and I knew they couldn’t tell if I was ok or not.
Our driver wasn’t wearing his seat belt because from time to time during the ride they had to push the carts a little as they struggled to get up a hill. So when the cart rolled over he was able to jump clear and to help get the cart off of us.
We were all a bit sore afterward and spent about an hour in our cabin talking about it when we got back to the main part of camp after our wild ride. By the way, in case you’re wondering, the cart still ran after that and we got to finish our ride and enjoyed it, though we didn’t put our seat belts on much for the rest of the ride.
One thing I remember thinking as the cart started to tip over is that I was going to jump off, but then I remembered I had my seat belt on and didn’t have enough time to take it off before the cart rolled over on us. According to both my mom and my brother, they had the same thoughts.
Well, I guess that’s all of the excitement in May. I hope you had a much less eventful month than we did. I look forward to posting about V.B.S. (Vacation Bible School) next month. until then, take care and God bless.