A four wheel ATV was parked next to the porch and Giddon stepped over it, seating himself as he turned the key.
He threw a leg over the ATV and settled himself on the seat with a grin.
He patted the ATV as if it were alive.
The ATV climbed over large rocks, threatening to unseat them both at any moment.
After what seemed like hours of traveling down trails that were little more than rockslides, Giddon stopped the ATV and shut off the engine.
By now she was so turned around that she couldn't have found her way to the ATV, much less the road.
She mounted the ATV behind him and hesitated before putting her arms around his waist.
She stumbled as she dismounted from the ATV and Giddon reached out to help her.
When she met him outside, he was attaching a pillow to his ATV with bunji cords.
He carefully worked the ATV down a steep washed out trail that threatened to overturn the vehicle several times.
He stopped the ATV and shut off the engine.
They climbed back on the ATV and crossed the creek.
He stopped the ATV again and they got off, both gazing in rapt silence.
When you're riding an ATV you can cover more territory, and the animals have grown used to the sound of them.
And yet, every time she saw him, he was on his horse, ATV or in his car.
But you could put an ATV in the back of your truck.