Our family spends a lot of weekends at motocross tracks. On a race weekend you drive to wherever the destination and camp over. The last race weekend I remember waking up and standing outside of the trailer just watching all of the activity; racers tuning their bikes and getting in their gear to head to the riders meeting. Kids running around playing, laughing, making their own dirt tracks in the sand. Dogs being walked by their owners, a steaming mug of coffee in hand and the comforting smell of eggs and bacon being cooked over an open flame. It struck me then how my kids might look back on these summer weekends with such fond memories, being closer as a family, getting to know the other racing families, the noise, and the excitement. On many a Saturday and Sunday morning during the spring and summer season this is what they will wake up to. And it’s pretty cool if you ask me.