Playing in Richfield

Last weekend we decided to go visit my sister, Amy Jo, in Richfield. It is about 1 ½ hour drive north east from Cedar City. In our little truck with the trailer and go cart behind us, it took about 2 hours to make it there. When we pulled up all the kids came running out to meet us. Mariah said, "Look Mom, Thomas brought a little Jeep." The kids were facinated by the go cart. The next morning we went out to the dirt hills to play with the go cart. The dirt hills are 5 or 6 blocks from Amy Jo's place, so it was really nice. In Cedar, when we go out to play in the hills, we always find a nice tree to put our chairs under and enjoy the shade. Richfield is baren. It did not have a single tree out in the hills. There was only one house with in sight and they had a tree but it was fenced off. We put our chairs in the shade of Amy Jo and Skip's van. We took turns riding with the kids and having a great time. I let Mariah drive, while I controled the gas and the brake. She got the hang of it and did pretty well. She was just barely tall enough to see over the front of go cart. I also let Chace drive, but he was too interested in looking at me to pay attention to the road. I told Amy Jo that he must have thought that he was on a hot date.
Jennifer took Weston for a ride and when she got back the go cart died. I tried to start it back up, but it had no juice at all. Almost like the battery was gone. I looked under the cart and sure enough the battery was gone, leaving nothing but the bare wires. The platform that the battery sits on is just wide enough for the battery. It has a half an inch lip around it. Jennifer must have hit a bump just right and the battery fell out. After hanging by the wires for a second, its own weight tore the clamp right off the battery and left it in the dirt. After we found the battery back on the trail, we got it hooked back up and we were off again. To secure the battery, we found an old fence half buried in the dirt and used some wire cutters to get a decent size piece. We wrapped that around the battery and the frame. We played until the sun got too high and we lost our shade from the van. We went back to Amy Jo's to have lunch and rest and wait for it to cool down a bit. The kids would not stay off the go cart and played in it pretty much constantly, even though it was strapped to the trailer.
Later that evening we went back to the hills to play again. We got the go cart unloaded from the trailer and Mariah all seat belted in, then the go cart would not start. Mariah was very disappointed. Jennifer, Skip and I checked everything that we could think of, but could not get it running. All three of us probably checked the gas tank twice. Just as Jennifer and Skip were walking back to the van and going to call it a night, I noticed something on the instrument panel. The go cart is equiped with a kill switch. When the kids were playing in it, they must have flipped the switch. I turned it to the run position and the go cart fired right up. If there is something that kids can play with and mess up, they will do it. Oh well. No harm, no foul. I beat all of them later.
We had a nice time in Richfield and look forward to the Jenson reunion that will be held there next year. Jennifer and I even got a chance to visit the KOA. It looks good.