So, in what is possibly the ultimate cliché, my boys love monsters trucks. Love. Love, love, love. The have monster truck toys, go to monster truck show, watch monster truck videos, demand monster truck cakes for their birthdays.
Each year, on our way to the Outer Banks for our summer vacation, we pass the home of Grave Digger, who is probably one of the more popular monster trucks in the U.S. Maybe in the world, but this whole monster truck thing just screams AMERICA! what with all the excess and the marketing and the destruction, so I wonder if people in other countries even know what monster trucks are, or if they think that monster trucks are just ridiculous.
So, anyways, we have passed by this place for a couple of years but we knew that this year we would have to stop because of the complete monster truck obsession in casa de Oscarelli.
The whole compound is pretty large. There's a big field with three or four monster trucks out for show; a "pit" with a school bus ramp where you can pay $5 to actually take a ride in a monster truck (we passed this year); a large automotive shop where they are building/repairing monster trucks (it was big enough to have like four truck inside); a smallish diner; a small petting zoo (painted Grave Diggers signature colors of lime green and purple); a small playground and outdoor picnic area; a ranch style home; several outbuildings holding parts and old trucks; and a gigantic store selling all things monster truck (the Digger's Dungeon).
As soon as we pulled in, the boys began losing their shit. Oscar started asking, "Are those monster trucks? Can we go see them? Are those real monster trucks?" Miles started yelling, "Masta truh! Masta truh! Masta truh!"
As we headed over to the stationary trucks, Miles got a little nervous. They are big. Way bigger than the toys we have at home. Oscar was practically trembling with excitement. We took many photos. Here's a sampling:
The boys and I with Grave Digger
Oscar and I with the Fanta Truck
Nelson and the boys with Grave Digger
Grave Digger, with a sweet 1980s Camero parked in front of it
The purple and green petting zoo, complete with
skull and cross bones.
And there you have it. Our visit to the home of Grave Digger. We spent about an hour and $80 there, totally worth every minute and every penny.