Last weekend my parents and I went to go atv riding in Estes Park. When we got there we met Karen, Brian, Madison, Ben, Colby, Nanna and Papa. We had to meet at the helmet place first to get directions and instructions. After the guy told all of the information that was needed, everyone started lining up to get helmets. What's funny is that I have a bigger head than my mom! I noticed that when my dad accidentally put my mom's helmet on me later on. It was too tight around my cheeks. Once everybody had a helmet with the right fit we had to drive twenty miles to get to the actual place. Once we got there, of course there was no parking spaces available. My dad's truck had a hard time parking backwards up the hill. And then when the guy asked my dad if his truck is a 4x4, I started snickering because I knew he'd say no and get all mad again because he should of got one in the first place. Instead my dad has a fat truck! Anyway when we got into the atv's and finally got going, it felt like riding my go cart. There were three atv's for all of us. One for Karen and Brian and their kids, one for Nanna and Papa, and another for us. We decided to go on the easy trail because Caleryn didn't have a car seat and I was super drowsy from the extra baclofen pumping in me caused by going up in the mountains. So we had to stop for a couple snack breaks. My mom thinks I'm like a diabetic! The easy trail had too many rocky places and not enough flat areas. The flat areas were the funnest to go on because you could go really fast and there would be huge puddles of water because it rained right before we got there. My dad was of course too scared of going the full speed (20 mph) when there was a big puddle in front of us because it would most likely get Caleryn and mom all wet. So my dad would gradually slow down until we drove over it. Now if I were driving, I would've just kept moving super fast and let everybody get all wet and then I would have yelled out, "Its shower time!" That would have been funny! But the downside into doing that is I would hear the two knuckleheads in the back seat yell at me. Anyway right after we got to the end of the trail and turned the atv around we saw Nanna and Papa pass by us. My mom thought it was so funny seeing that they were almost at the u-turn because Nanna and Papa were having back issues. Nanna said that the reason they could never catch up with us is because Papa was only going 6mph. After hearing that, I totally know how the conversation went. I bet it started with Nanna yelling at Papa, "Steve! Why are you only going 6mph! I'm sure you can go faster!". Then Papa says in a deep low voice, "What???". After we saw them, Caleryn fell asleep in the atv while we were going on the roughest and fastest part of the whole trail! Her head was slouching downward, so my mom held her head up so she wouldn't get a whiplash. We all couldn't believe that Caleryn was able to go to sleep with all of that shaking. On the way back, I was more awake because my dad finally started going really fast. Caleryn was a little fussy when she had to wake up and get in the truck but all in all she was a trooper and a very good girl during the atv ride. Once everybody got in the truck, my dad wanted to drive the atv longer to waste time because nobody else was back and he can't sit still for two seconds, just like his daughter. When everyone got back we went to the house that Karen & Nanna and Papa rented in Winter Park. Which was a two hour drive from the atv place and the highest elevation to boot. In fact, we were so high that the trees stopped growing and of course no railing on the edges of the road! During the drive I had to get fed pouches because I was so out of it. My mom sat by me in the car and used the syringe instead of the pump. I felt a little better after I ate but it didn't last long until I would absolutely crash again. I think we were around ten thousand feet when we got to the house. My dad had to walk me in because there was no ramp. That night I didn't sleep too well because at around eleven my mom came and asked if she could sleep with me on the pull out bed instead of the couch and I said "yes". Then about a thirty minutes after she got in the bed I heard her loud snoring behind me. I was like, "oh yeah, I forgot that you snore like a bear! This is just great". This was of course all inside my head. On the next day, I get up and eat one of the pouches with the pump on my mechanical wheelchair. Then once my mom set my pump up I drove outside and stayed out there with my Papa for a while. Thirty minutes later I came back inside because I was getting hot and then after that, it hit me. I was back to feeling drowsy again. So I wanted to lay down on the couch while everyone else went bob sledding and fishing or something. My mom stayed at the house with me too because she was having a migraine. Then when they all came back I still felt drowsy, even though I just took a nap. Mom and dad were having trouble with my stoma feeding because the pump decided to start acting up then me and my mom was kinda sick of being there and was ready to go back to the apartment. Caleryn was not on board with the idea of going home. She had a little hissy fit because she didn't want to leave her cousins. Even though she was with them for four days! Mom decided to start throwing up in the truck then started hyperventilating cause she couldn't get enough oxygen or something, so that was real fun! Good times! Once we got back down to six thousand feet I started feeling more awake. I had so much fun during the atv ride. I think that I would have had a better time if I wasn't so stinking drowsy during the ride. Maybe next time before we go up high like that, we will ask Dr. Stratton to bump the baclofin pump down a little so it won't affect me as much.
My name is Cameron Broyles, I'm 16 years old and I started my blog 5 years ago when I was 11. I have paraplegic cerebral palsy and cannot communicate in a traditional fashion. I am home-schooled now but I used to go to main stream public school. My love of exploring first began with going on field trips to learn about history. I play power soccer and it's become my sport of choice! I am originally from Texas but now I live in Colorado and LOVE it! I love to travel and explore but the majority of times it is much more difficult than the average person. I want this blog to not only be my mouthpiece for my friends and family but also give some ideas and maybe light a spark for other people with disabilities to get out and explore life! I was first coerced into starting a blog from my mom and dad and I have to admit that sometimes it's not my favorite thing to do but what I love most about having a blog for these past 5 years is that it's a daily reminder of all my blessings from God and how grateful and thankful I am for everything I have in my life.