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Monday, July 25, 2011

More Photos from My Over-scheduled Summer


I'm going to have to reassess my evaluation of myself as a person who isn't very busy. This summer has been the most intense of my life. I have never tried to have so much fun in so little time. Note previous posts about Disneyland and Arches, plus all the little things, like a movie every week with my sister, craft day every week, hanging out with friends more, playing baseball for the older two boys, and then there are still four more majorish trips we have planned for this summer. Zion, Yellowstone, another family reunion and climbing Mt. Nebo. I swear, this is turning into a travel blog. Sorry, I swear I'll stop after the summer is over.

In the past few weeks, we went to David's family reunion. His parents and all their eight children, their spouses and then all the grandchildren gather every other summer--the only time we are all in the same spot. It's an event.

Some of my favorite pictures from the week:

Maxton playing the piano at the piano recital
Maxton playing the piano at the piano recital.

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Monday, June 27, 2011

Silhouette Portraits

people silhouetted in front of a setting sun

As part of my on-going quest to avoid sliding deeper into hermit status (and I'm serious about that--I can get in a rut where I realize I have literally not left my house--even for the mailbox--in three or more days--that is SCARY people--but that is just when I've been deep in the clutches of a mind-engrossing, time-sucking thing called college, on the internet), as I was saying, as part of that on-going attempt, I sat down with some of my extended family and planned a lot of trips this summer.

One of those trips was to Moab to see Arches National Park. I'd never been there before. I'd never been to any of Utah's national parks until my visit last year to Zion.

I went up a day early by myself with my four kids to get a campsite by myself (did I mention I was by myself?). I was worried if we showed up on Friday night, we wouldn't be able to find a campsite. Considering once I got to Moab, I drove around for 2 hours trying to find a campsite, that was probably a good hunch I had there.

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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

In which I Go to Disneyland

I keep thinking about my blog and how much I want to update it. I keep doing 10 projects in steps and rotating them in such a way that I never finish one project. Ever. I have some really cool things to show you. Probably one or two more cycles through my rotation and I'll be exploding with things to show you.

In the meantime, we went on a trip to Disneyland last week or so. It was my kids' first trip. We didn't tell them we were going--which was so fun! We picked up the older two from school and left. It was literally snowing huge snowflakes as we left. In MAY! I was never so glad to leave.

I had a huge bag of activities for the kids to do in the car. Every 30 minutes (I brought a timer), they got something new out of the bag. I'll do a post with a list soon. It worked amazingly well. Almost no whining.

We decided to only go to Las Vegas the first day and stay overnight there (about a six hour drive). We drove with the kids down the strip and let them see all the cool hotels. We saw the volcano going and the fountains in front of the Bellagio. Nice timing.

Then, we woke up and drove the rest of the way to California. We went with my parents and my youngest brother, Ty, and we all rented a house. It was a great vacation--you know, all the regular vacation cliches. Which is why the rest of this post is going to be photos with a tiny bit of commentary.

Maxton waiting to leave the Las Vegas hotel.


 

The kids getting a bit restless now. We did eventually leave.


Griffin lying on the bed of nails at the Discovery Science Center.


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Monday, August 23, 2010

Trip to Zion National Park

Another trip report. I hope you guys don't mind. I will try to keep it brief, but who knows. I tend to start going off. You can just scroll down to the pretty pictures if you want.

Last Wednesday, we dropped off the kids at my sister's house (that woman deserves sainthood, seriously; I've offered to take her four kids for two nights whenever she wants), and my mom, my dad, David and I set off to Zion National Park. We were going to go on an overnight backpacking trip to hike the Narrows from the top down.

We get our back country permit. We rent our shoes. We set up camp in one of the campgrounds, ready to leave in the morning. We've been watching the weather, and we know there is a slight chance of scattered thunderstorms.

Look at the moon peeking over the ridge at our campground! It's beautiful! And no clouds in sight.

You know where this is going. When it involves me and the outdoors, it's bound to go awry.

I have never been so close to lightening it my life. It was hitting the ridges on either side of our campground. David swears he could hear trees cracking. We stayed dry, but it was not a restful night.

We get up at 6:00 am (very few clouds) and head to the shuttle that is supposed to take us to the starting point. We know there is a chance that we won't get to go, because the Narrows is a slot canyon and prone to flash flooding. It depends on where the rain was exactly last night.

It was in the wrong place.

On Wednesday the river was running at 55 cubic feet per second. If it gets any higher than 120, it's not safe to hike in. When we woke up on Thursday morning, it was running at 1560 cubic feet per second. That's not a typo. More than 10 times the allowable amount. Yeah, don't want to be hiking in that. We walked down to see the river and it's chocolate brown and nasty looking. Unless you think of it as chocolate milk, in which case it looks delicious, and now I want a glass.

We get a refund on our gear and shuttle and a rain check (literally caused by rain) on our back country permit and we all look at each other and wonder what we are going to do for the next two days. We decide to stay in the park and do some of the other hikes that are around.

We decide to do Angels Landing.

My mom and dad on the trail as we approach:

Another view:

Another view:

It was not the same driving through it as it was hiking through. It's just stunning, all of it. There isn't another word. The sheerness of the rock, the beautiful morning sun, the vegetation that is surprisingly lush. The trails are beautifully maintained and most of it up to Angels Landing is paved.

This is about half way up, looking back to Springdale. Each of those is a mountain. I wish I took more pictures of the switchbacks.

Maybe I was too mad. I thought on this trip I wouldn't be gaining any elevation. I was counting on a lot of rough terrain, on being wet and miserable, and jamming my feet between rocks, and having to lean on a walking stick and carrying my own pack, but after hiking Timp, I was really looking forward to not having to go up anything for any significant distance. Stupid rain.

Then we hit a place called Refridgerator Canyon. Cool and pretty and walking right next to the sandstone.

Then another series of little switchbacks (they call them the Wiggles, which gave me the giggles and made me think of the kids), and we were at Scout Lookout. It's not that far of a hike to Scout Lookout, about 4 miles round trip. The next part of the hike is scary. That's the part which the actual Angels Landing section. It's only about 1 mile round trip, but it's fairly sheer cliffs on both sides. There's a chain you can hold onto for most of the way, but heights are not my thing, and the trail gets fairly narrow in sections (maybe the width of a sidewalk). After walking up the trail, I wasn't feeling too sure footed. Plus, there was a ton of people on the trail, and the thought of trying to navigate past all those people just freaked me out. And people have died up there. Maybe if I sprout wings before my next visit, I will attempt it. So I happily stayed with the pack at Scout Lookout, while my mom, dad and David went. It took them about an hour and twenty minutes.

We hiked back down, had some lunch, then decided to do the Emerald Pools. It wasn't a long hike, about 2.5 miles, and it doesn't gain that much elevation, hurrah! It was very pretty though.

It's a loop, with three pools that feed each other. If you ever go, I would recommend going right on the trail, which will bring you to the bottom pool first (if you go left, you will get to the middle pool first). The pools were neat, but I'm afraid that after the crater lakes at Lassen Park, I just find any other pools described as emerald to be. . . misnamed. However, they were beautiful and worth seeing, if not exactly emerald in color.

The waterfalls down to the first pool.

You walk behind the waterfall. A view of the first pool.
A frog we saw on the way:

Then you walk up some more trail and see the 2nd pool, which isn't very deep at all.

And it goes over the edge, to form the waterfall down to the first pool.

You are almost surround by these sheer cliffs.

And you hike up some more.

Then you find the top pool. And there's another waterfall. I couldn't get the whole distance on my camera.

There's a beach and everything.

Then we hiked down and decided to get a hotel in Saint George, because sleeping on those tiny backpacking mattresses two nights in a row when you don't have to do so is just silly. So, we did. Only I didn't pack enough underwear for an extra shower (I brought a pair to put on at the very end of the trip--which I put on after we realized that we wouldn't be hiking the Narrows, because when you hike the Narrows, you don't want to wear regular underwear, because it gets wet and then you get chaffed--you want to wear quick-drying underwear). David had to go buy me some at the Kmart which was across the street from our hotel. Then we went and saw Salt.

The next day we slept until 10:30. Also, my dad snores. David finally got some hand-towels to throw at him when he started up. My mom can sleep through it. It's not really loud snoring, but enough to wake me up.

We started back home, but we knew we wanted to stop and see Kolob Canyon, which is not far off I-15 near Cedar City.

I've always thought of that part of Utah as the ugliest part of Utah. It doesn't really have any distinguishing characteristics. The plant life is all low and scrubby. The mountains look stunted and they all look the same. It goes on for about two hours longer than it's interesting. I'm sorry Cedar City, for thinking you were ugly. Because you were hiding something spectacular over the hill.

You first see this mountain. It's beautiful. And huge. I don't think you can tell how huge in the photo.

Then you drive a little more and there's a whole range of fantastical formations. And it's all laid out in front of you. And you can't even see it all in one glance. You have to turn your head around to take it all in. There are hanging valleys and grottos and chimneys and just all sorts of interesting things. It's like God's Cathedral and scaled to his size. My pictures aren't the best because we got there right around 1:30, nearly the worst time for photos. We also did a small one mile hike. I would love to go back sometime and really do some hiking in there.

Then we drove home. I'm sort of glad we didn't do the Narrows, because we got to see a lot of really beautiful things. On the other hand, I really want to do that hike. We are hoping to do it early in the season next year, when the risk of flash floods are low. Pbbbtttt weather! You are mean! (I really hope the people who were in the canyon got out ok. They were probably stuck in there a few days longer than they meant to be, but it's lucky that this flood happened at night, when people were sleeping on high ground. The park is also really good about educating people on the dangers and warning signs.)
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Monday, June 21, 2010

Tutorial: Camping Supplies Box

Ug, what a boring name for something I'm so excited about!

Last year, we went camping right before school started. I thought I blogged about it, but nope. Well, we went to place called Currant Creek. This was an amazing campground. Just beautiful. Back when my dad worked for the Forest Service as a landscape architect, he designed this campground and the trails around it. It was one of the best campgrounds we've ever camped at. It was fun to walk the trail with my dad and most of the grandkids, particularly, because he had written all the signs along with way.


Aubriana and Daddy hanging out in the hammock at Currant Creek. Our site was surrounded by Aspens and firs. Just beautiful!

Anyway, it was such a nice trip, only marred by our lack of preparedness. We forgot trash bags. We forgot various cooking items. We forgot our own toilet paper. We forgot firewood. I think we forgot so many things that I've forgotten all we forgot. It was a bit of a mess. Currant Creek is not close to anything, so we couldn't just drive a bit and pick up what we forgot. For a long time, I've been meaning to make a box that had a lot of the things you need to camp already packed in it so we could just grab it and go. While we're not likely to forget the tent, we sometimes forget trash bags, matches, stake mallets and the like.

I sat down and made a huge list with everything I could think of. Be aware that this list is just stuff I want to keep in my box all the time, so it doesn't include large things like tents, tarps or camp chairs that are too big to fit in my box or little things like toiletry items we would normally bring along anyway.

Supplies:
Print Out of the List
Plastic Protector Sleeve
Tape
Items from the List
Large Plastic Tub

Step One:
Print out list. Cross off anything you don't think you'll use and add things I might have forgotten or things that specific to the way you camp. Mark which supplies you already have extras of that can go in the box. Start buying/gathering supplies. I shopped the thrift store and the dollar store for most of my items, and spent about $70, but I still have a few things to get (it would be easy to spend more, so don't hate me if it's more than that, particularly if you want to buy all new). An easier way might be to pick up a few things at a time.


Step Two:
Wash any used items. Dry. Group like things together. Find/purchase a large plastic tub to put all your stuff in.

Step Three:
As you put things into your box, cross them off your list.

Step Four:
Glue the page protector to the bottom of your lid. Let dry over night. Tuck your list inside for easy reference.

Step Five:
Load up and go! You might want to be a bit more organized than I was (I think I gave up and started just tossing things in there, must work on my ability to be organized).

Gah, that picture is so boring. Really, it's going to be some awesome to have everything I need to keep our camp running. Maybe what it needs is a rainbow, puppies and a unicorn?

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Thursday, March 18, 2010

Cruise Notes


Last week we went on a cruise, to Cabo San Lucas and Ensenada, Mexico. It was fabulous. The kids stayed at home, and David's parents watched them for most of the time, with my friend, Heidi, watching them for a few days too. It was all planned by my fabulous Aunt Angie and we had 31 people with us, including my grandma, five of my aunts and uncles and their spouses, my parents, my sister and her husband, my brother Tyler and some family friends. It was probably my favorite vacation ever.

I'm pretty much just putting up my personal notes and lot of photos from the trip. I hope you enjoy.

Friday—Vegas—Get up, pack car, David's parents come to watch the kids, Jayson and Jennifer arrive, we pack everything up, then hit the road (riding in our van were Jay and Melissa and Jayson and Jennifer), we arrive in Vegas, check into our hotel, make our way to the strip, the gelato, go into New York New York, no food, decide on Cheesecake Factory, walk forever, watch the Bellagio water show, it takes forever to be seated, Jen is practically falling over, “Choose me, brahahahahah,” eat crab cakes and nachos, take the bus back, walk over the freeway, major blisters.

Saturday—got up, drove the rest of the way, we miss Vine Street and have to go around, board the ship, meet up with everyone else, table mix ups at dinner, explore the ship, Jay and David have two lunches, reading The Hunger Games, karaoke (David sings Kryptonite and Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm, Kara sings Girls Just Wanna Have Fun with Angie, Dixie, and Mom), watch the first show.

Sunday—Went to breakfast with Mom and Dad, Melissa and Grandma, then we went up to the buffet breakfast by ourselves, back to the room to hang out for a while (I read some more), then David and I went up to exercise on the bikes, then we came back and showered, then went up to sunbath on the deck, I read some more, then Melissa and I curl each other’s hair, we get all fancy and go to dinner, David has game hen, I have lobster which I still don’t like, David hangs out with Jay and Melissa in the casino, I wander around the ship, looking for the meeting spot, we watch the hypnotist show—Ty and Brock get hypnotized and are hilarious, I love how Ty dances, when they cry all over each other in the sad movie, girl has magic hand, Ty working to get his hands apart.

Monday—first day in Cabo, David wakes us all up way too early, we watch Iron Man in our room, we have breakfast, then meet everyone else to get off the boat, we go shopping first, buy a ring for me, luchador masks for the boys, a dress for Aubrey and a bag for me, we walk through town, takes forever, I buy a swim cover up and a Dora mask and cape for Aubrey, then we eat lunch at the hard rock café, we finish walking to the beach, which takes forever, finally we get there, we lay out our beach things, then swim in the ocean, I pee, which is nice, then I go swimming in the ocean for the first time in my life, I can’t believe how much I float, we hang out on beach, David gets a henna tattoo to match his dragon towel, we take pictures, find a dead seahorse, we walk back (much, much, much longer than it appears), David, Jay and I all get "the shafe" and the boys discretely apply the "bom bom," while I just endure the pain, we get back on the ship, we shower, then go to dinner, we see the juggling comedian and the not so great Glenn Hursh, then to bed.

Melissa and Jay on the tender to Cabo. You can see my fabulous Aunt Angie in between their heads.

Another view of the harbor, and that is the tender we came in on from the ship.
The beach we were at on the first day:
David and his dragon henna tattoo:
My uncle Jim and Jay in the water, my uncle Jayson and my aunt Jennifer, the my mom and my dad:

Tuesday—second day in Cabo, we wake up in the right amount of time, go to breakfast with Jay, Melissa, Mom, Dad and Grandma, go to Cabo, get there at 9:15 when we are supposed to meet everyone for the tour, we end up going on the tour with Dixie, Rick, Darla, Judy, Mom, Dad, Melissa, Angie, Jim and Ty, first we go out and see the arch and some of the sites right by the harbor, then we go out whale watching, we see four whales, but not really close up, get completely soaked by a wave, then we take a long, long ride to Santa Maria beach, snorkeling, sun bathing, sea kayaking with the crabs scattering, then we head back to the harbor, my butt gets very wet, we look around for a phone, I have "the shafe" again, we can’t find a phone card, we give up, go back to the ship, we shower and have dinner, I go straight back to the room and go to sleep.

Sitting in our glass bottomed boat, waiting to be fueled up:


My sister's toes in the sand on Santa Maria beach:

My mom sitting on the beach:

My brother Tyler and my dad in the background, perhaps my favorite photo of the vacation:

David and my dad on the sea kayak. I took a turn too:

Wednesday—day at sea, we sleep until 8:40, we get up, have breakfast with four very nice strangers, then go up and have 2nd breakfast at the buffet, Melissa and I go the ten dollar shop, I buy a purse and a bracelet, eat lunch at the buffet, play Uno with Angie, David, Melissa and Grandma, then I borrow a book from Melissa, spend most of the afternoon reading,  go to dinner, very rough seas, go to comedy show, then to bed.


Thursday—Ensenada, have buffet breakfast, go ashore (we can walk off the boat, no tender), meet everyone outside, get a bus for all of us, there was not one seat open, our tour guide is Gilberto, take the bus to La Bufadora, see it which is pretty stinky, since the tide was going out and it wasn’t shooting high at all, walk slowly back up to the bus, eating churros and buying a purse for me and for Heidi, some vanilla, we think about eating there at the Havana Banana, but once we see the prices we decide to skip it, so we leave, Jay and David go down the slide, we think about buying a lot of other things, but only end up buying me a $5 hat and a can of Coke, then we get back on the bus, go back to the ship, David and I go to eat at the buffet, then we shower, I get all dressed up for dinner (I brought two dresses and I want to wear two dresses, even though it is not an official formal night, even though there are supposed to be two), then we go into the karaoke lounge, but they are booked up for the night, we hang out with Brock, Kat and Tyler for a bit, go back to the room, pack all our checked bags, put them out in the hall, then head off to bed.

Us in Ensenada:

A view of the little inlet where the blowhole comes up:

Friday—arrive back in San Diego, I am out of underwear, we thought we’d do a load of laundry, but we didn’t have quarters and were having too much fun to find some, we finish packing everything, eat breakfast with another very nice group of strangers, get all our stuff together, then go sit on the lido deck in the sun until our number is called, then we get off the boat, I’m feeling crappy by this time, seriously think I’m going to faint and trying to haul around my backpack, my huge duffel bag, my smaller duffel bag stuffed with shoes and my new purse, we call for the shuttle, but people keep stealing them, we finally get on the shuttle, get back to the car, start driving, I start knitting my Mrs. Darcy cardigan, we make some phone calls, Heidi calls to tell us Aubrey got a melting bead stuck up her nose, we eat lunch at Jack in the Box, we drive some more, get gas a few times, I get all bummed because it gets too dark to knit, then we decide to eat at the Dairy Queen in Cedar City, almost run into a car that didn’t look before making a right turn onto the street, David saves us, I have onion rings, we drive the rest of the way home, kids are fine (Aubrey’s trip to the doctor reveals it probably fell out), give Heidi her purse, hear a little bit about how things were while we were gone, then Heidi leaves and we go to sleep.
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