My summer

One interesting thing I did this summer was go on a seven hour mudding trip with my older cousin and six other people. Every two people had their own Polaris to drive and the doors were taken off of most of them. We took off from my aunts farm at 11 and did not return back until around six. Half way into the trip we came across a horse trail and followed it all the way up to a little creek. When we got to the middle of the creek there was a stone tunnel you could drive through the water in. When we emerged out of the tunnel one of the guys with us lead us all to a huge mud hole. It had been raining for three days before this so the puddles were fairly deep. Of course, my cousin wanted to be the first Polaris to him them  so he stepped on the gas and we flew into one of the puddles on the side of this little hill. It was not a really good idea on his behalf because as soon as me hit it our wheel got stuck and we started tipping over. We were almost completely lying on our side when my cousin floored the gas again and we spun out of the hole. As we spun , my side of the Polaris hit a different puddle and covered me in dark brown.  I never thought mud would taste that nasty. All in all it was a fun day  , except for trying to pick dried mud out of my hair afterwards.