


anna and i at the bridge on our road (yes there really is a bridge, just way back in the swamp.) so it was soo nice that sunday, and iwanted to go out and enjoy it. so i called my uncle to see if we could use the four wheeler but he wasn't home. so i called my grandfather to use the golf cart. so anna and i walked to my grandparents home and took out hte golf cart. we rode it back to the bridge with abbey tailing us. i noticed it was not as "juiced" up as it usually is. we laughed that we would have to push it back.so we took pictures of us and the sunset. we get back in and drive about halfway and the dnag thing starts to die! so we drive it further and we are creeping like snails. i mean, we could easily WALK FASTER then the cart was moving. so we start pushing it. abbey gets ahead and turns around to look at us like," hey, whats taking you guys forever?" so here we are, anna and i, pushing this 500 pound golf cart AND ITS GETTING DARK. did you all know that a couple weeks back thye found two BODIES back there? of course they weren't murdered. they overdosed on drugs. its a party scene back there. ususally there are people coming in and out of there but no, not tonight. not even a nice hunter to tow us out. so we pushed it 1/4 of a mile back to my grandmothers, not to mention we had to push it a little going up the hill. ahhh, its never a dull moment.