Sometimes a few customers will come and go, most know how to "self-serve" when getting meat from our store or milk from our tank, so often we don't even notice them. Usually our grown kids will drop by, sometimes for a meal, sometimes to ride dirt bikes and then lately they've come to see the newest high tech toy...the tire that swingeth.
The tire swing gadget was new to the grand kids and when the Papa went to install it, they were greatly intrigued. I, on the other hand was more concerned than intrigued and had 911 all warmed up and ready to roll. No, not because of injuries that might occur using the goofy swing but more because of the goofy Papa and his installation methods.
I'm not sure why I worried. In 1993 he built an entire barn this way.
The GK's and I held our breath as he swung the rope a few
times to get just the right branch.
Once in place the GK's were loaded all aboard. At first they were a tad leery.
But with practice and time and more practice, they loosened up and began to trust those little muscles . Soon Tarzan and Jane were swinging with the best of them.
Eventually even the old folks got involved, (old being 23) pretending like they were too cool to enjoy such a childish activity.
After ward, a rest was needed. Have you ever used a Great Pyrenees for a pillow ? Its pretty sweet.