Day 4

 

This is the trailer we bought to haul our stuff back in. In the Craigslist picture it looked fine. The owners told us all it needed was paint. We drove 2 hours to get to the trailer. When we got there, it was obvious to even the untrained eye that there were problems. The axle looked bent, the suspension had been bypassed, and the axle was welded right onto the frame using a 7in tall metal support on the left and right axle, the U-joints had also been welded on. The owner assured us it worked well, they had driven it around the country with never problems. We had little faith in the owners assurances, but time was running out and we needed something to bring our stuff home in. So we bought it.

From there we drove 2 hours back to Santa Rosa. The trailer pulled well down the freeway and it was a good size. Matt liked that he could see it out of his side mirrors.

We met my dad and Kay Thompson at Doyle Park. The boys had a great time burying each other.

This is Josiah getting buried.

All that was left showing was Josiah's nostrils. We would ask him, Joe if you want to get up wiggle your toes. And he wouldn't wiggle his toes. When sand ran back into his nostrils he would blow out his nose to make the sand specks blow out.

These two are ready to be buried as well.

Here we all are

I did make the boys wash up before they got in the car. : )
We headed back home to my moms to spend the night.

Whew a big day!