Scott Brady
Founder
Just a few days ago, I celebrated 20 years of marriage to my high school sweetheart. Stephanie and I have been together since our senior year in high school, including attending our high school prom. A few years after high school, I nervously popped the question on the beach in California. Between basic training and my training as a firefighter for the Air Force, I flew home and we said our vows, running off into the sunset and our new life on Mountain Home Air Force Base in Idaho.
Yes, I had hair.
I feel quite fortunate to still be married to Stephanie, principally because she is 10x the woman I deserve. Beautiful, adventurous, stylish and smart. We work together each day in our business. Stephanie is the designer of Overland Journal and in general, keeps all us silly boys from burning the place down.
On Wed. of this week, we woke early and loaded the family into the Ural sidecar, consisting of Stephanie, our Malamute puppy Atlas and me as pilot.
The Doggles don't always go on so well. . .
After departing the Senator Highway for a little trail to the Hassayampa, we had one good descent to make, resulting in the Ural dragging its exhaust, me shifting into 2wd and attempting to be cool while operating and pushing the bike through the ditch. I am certain both Stephanie and Atlas were rolling their eyes.
So extreme - I know!
We let Atlas run around like a madman. At six months, he needs lots of running
We made it to the next junction and I asked Stephanie if she was up for exploring a new road. Being the adventurer she is, I got "That would be fun", followed by "do you know where you are going". I said "No" and she hopped in the sidecar anyways.
Continuing on, the trail got progressively more difficult, ending at the bottom of the draw with a small crossing of the river. Climbing back up the other side, I decided it was better to turn around, make our 4:30 movie (Oblivion - recommend it!) and make prudence the better part of valor. After several attempts with the loaded sidecar and trying to be gentle on the passengers, Steph and the pup jumped out and I gave it a proper run, making a splash and completing the climb.
More extreme
There were a few more climbs, including some very deadly roots and ruts. We prevailed.
Tonight, we celebrate her 40th birthday (the actual day is Sunday). I am a very lucky guy. . .
Yes, I had hair.
I feel quite fortunate to still be married to Stephanie, principally because she is 10x the woman I deserve. Beautiful, adventurous, stylish and smart. We work together each day in our business. Stephanie is the designer of Overland Journal and in general, keeps all us silly boys from burning the place down.
On Wed. of this week, we woke early and loaded the family into the Ural sidecar, consisting of Stephanie, our Malamute puppy Atlas and me as pilot.
The Doggles don't always go on so well. . .
After departing the Senator Highway for a little trail to the Hassayampa, we had one good descent to make, resulting in the Ural dragging its exhaust, me shifting into 2wd and attempting to be cool while operating and pushing the bike through the ditch. I am certain both Stephanie and Atlas were rolling their eyes.
So extreme - I know!
We let Atlas run around like a madman. At six months, he needs lots of running
We made it to the next junction and I asked Stephanie if she was up for exploring a new road. Being the adventurer she is, I got "That would be fun", followed by "do you know where you are going". I said "No" and she hopped in the sidecar anyways.
Continuing on, the trail got progressively more difficult, ending at the bottom of the draw with a small crossing of the river. Climbing back up the other side, I decided it was better to turn around, make our 4:30 movie (Oblivion - recommend it!) and make prudence the better part of valor. After several attempts with the loaded sidecar and trying to be gentle on the passengers, Steph and the pup jumped out and I gave it a proper run, making a splash and completing the climb.
More extreme
There were a few more climbs, including some very deadly roots and ruts. We prevailed.
Tonight, we celebrate her 40th birthday (the actual day is Sunday). I am a very lucky guy. . .
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