It was probably on our second date when Daddy told me that he would love to do off road racing with a dune buggy. I never really heard of such a thing and wondered why someone would want to drive at full speed on bumpy terrain.
Our honeymoon involved a day watching an off road race in California. It was dusty, hot, noisy and the concession stand food was far from tasty: yeah, very romantic. However the groom thought is was so much fun that he ventured off to Mexico to check out a dune buggy race a year later. This time, I was wiser and stayed happily in Canada waiting his return.
Then the years zoomed by and the dune buggy dream took the very back seat. And than one day this summer Daddy announced he was going to shop for a dune buggy. I was thrilled that Daddy decided to just go for it! Soon the helmet arrived with the gloves and fire proof suit. The boys, all 3 of them were darn excited! Mommy just shook her head, lovingly. A couple of weeks later Daddy drove 30 hours to get his Dune Buggy. Arriving safe and sound all the men around the neighborhood were gathered on our driveway awing over this dune buggy.
The very next weekend Daddy was able to attend the last race of the season. Mommy and the boys missed out due to the very wet and muddy weather. Daddy arrived later in the evening very muddy but with such shine in his eyes that my heart beamed for him.
The helmet, suit and dune buggy are all put away waiting to be put into use come spring for a full season of racing. Till than the boys continue to use dune buggy lingo, imagining they are racing and winning each time!
The passion in Daddy's voice when he talks about the dune buggy reminds me that we need to let free more often and go with what moves us before that dream goes away for good.
P.S. The # 228 refers to the second month and the birthdates of the pit crew (James and Parker).