When in Washington.....

So we have been a one car family pretty much since we moved out here.....not anymore! The little subaru just wasn't making a good firewood hauler so we started looking for a old beat up- cheaper-than-dirt-but-still-runs pickup truck....and we found one....introducing...."Sasquatch"








a 1985 Ford F250 4x4 Diesel. Pushing 200K miles and louder than a gypsy drinkin two buck chuck...this truck was bought by us from one of the local brew pubs. It was used to deliver beer kegs to the mountain ski towns in the winter. When we heard that, we knew we had to have this little piece of Hood River history. So we made a lowball offer on the already dirt cheap price and whala.....we now fit in the with our neighbors....next on the list are ....some guns (hunting and handguns) , a 30year old camper with no wheels in the front yard for a "guest house", and a bumper sticker that says something about "gittin outta my way, im drivin a truck..." or something like that...


Amya digs the new ride. In the morning when she wakes up she looks out the window and says "new truck..new truck....and likes to sit in it and pretend shes driving....

To initiate the whole truck lifestyle, we put the girls in their overalls, drove to walmart and bought some shovels and motor oil and stuff.....(baby steps people...we need to work up to the guns....)