Earlier this week my wife made a fateful comment: “I’m really not interested in Land Rover things.”
Now what exactly are Land Rover things? The truck itself, or all the accessories - steel bumpers and gizmos that go along with it? I think it’s much more than that.
After that comment I took it upon myself to prove her wrong, so this weekend we went out to play in the snow. As we carved fresh tire tracks in powdery snow this afternoon, it struck me: these silly trucks that we all put far too much time, energy, money, and effort into represent a great deal of who we want to be. We want to get out to places no one else can. We want to savor the majesty of nature and those moments when we know there’s no one but us for miles in any direction, confident in the knowledge that we’re ready and able to be out there by ourselves and enjoy it. Then, at the end of the day, we want to get home safely and comfortably.
When we finished our hike and sat on the tailgate snacking and drinking freshly brewed coffee, it seemed like things couldn’t get much better. It might take more days like today, but without even knowing it, I’m pretty sure my wife is into Land Rover things. Today, Shackleton, our 3-ton British adventure companion, felt to me like part of the family.
Here’s a few pictures of the new steel bumper from Casey’s Custom (thanks!) with the goods installed. I’m waiting for a few more things to arrive before testing out the winch, but am looking forward to getting out there again next weekend.
Happy roving, folks.