I'm a bit slow posting these, but here they are nonetheless. We enjoyed the Ogden Christmas Parade two Saturdays ago. I think I liked the part where Max "helped" Simon the most, and that wasn't even part of the parade.
My new nephew Garrett was born Sunday, November 23 at 2:59 pm. He weighed 8 lbs, 3 oz and is 20.5 inches long. His hair is blonde and he smells delicious. I can't wait to see him again. And no, I don't wish I had one of my own, thank you very much.
He did it! Trav finally conquered all 11,877 feet of Mt. Nebo! It was a 16-mile roundtrip straight-up/straight-down hike (that he won't admit he's a just little sore from) in which he encountered tracks from a big black bear, a little snow, lots of altitude, and only two or three people all day. Congrats, Trav. I'm sure proud of you, dude. Enjoy Trav's slideshow of Mt. Nebo pics...
Thank you, thank you, thank you Steve and Linda for the coolest Disneyland trip ever, and thanks Kevin, JoDell, Kristen, James, Jackson, Kacie, Max, Emma, and Simon for making it so great. 40" can't come soon enough!
We went to the fair weeks ago and I completely forgot to post these photos. It was a good year at the fair, with deep fried potatos, Cass' deep friend PB&J on a stick, ice cream, roasted almonds and cashews, the yellow slippery slide, the smelly animals, the Jesus tree, and of course, Dwayne and Vicki.
(This is Trav and Cass on the slide. Again, I still don't know how to work my camera. Obv.)
(Me and Trav on the slide, video by Cass, who knows how to work my camera.)
Trav attempted Timpanogos Sunday and like Mt. Nebo, was turned away before the summit. This would have been his third time on the peak, but the first big storm all summer forced him down. He made it to the shelter and Emerald Lake though, a good 10 miles from the trailhead, before the cold and clouds moved in. Trav took some nice pictures and a funny video... Lots more here.
Who knew that the South Davis Rec Center was so cool?! We had "the most fun ever!!!" Saturday with Katie, Cass and Keegan, and Wendy, in the pools, waterslide, high dives, and snack bar area. We took a picnic and yummy cupcakes and really enjoyed what seemed like the last day of summer (it's 60 and raining right now). Thank you all for coming. When are we going again???
Judging from these photos, you'd think I've never used a camera before... Sorry for the crummy pics and video. Apparently you can't rotate videos so they can be viewed right side up. Oops.
I imagine taking three kayaks out for an afternoon of adventure is something like trying to get little kids out of the house for the day. All the preparations are enough to make your head spin, but of course, it's completely worth it. First there was the trip to the grocery store for sandwich stuff. Trav volunteered to go while I got ready, and he made me write him a list with specific instructions on turkey and how I like it sliced, and what kind of rolls and Sun Chips to buy. When he got back, he put the orange boats on his car. There are two straps and two tie-downs for each boat, and it takes him about 15 minutes to do them all. While Trav was shopping, I organized all the straps/tie-downs, the PDFs, the scupper stoppers, the bilge pump, the beach towels, the sunblock, the cameras, and myself, and while I was untangling some of the tie-downs, I realized we were missing the straps for the green boat, so off to Lowe's I ran. A half hour later, I was home with straps and more ice. The green boat, an Ocean Kayak Malibu Two XL, is a big sumbitch. It's 13' 4" long and weighs 61 pounds and in case you're wondering, no, it's not at all awkward to carry (note the sarcasm). It takes both of us to lob it onto my car, and lob we do. It rides upside down so we just have to pick it up and kind of flip it and drop it on the rack at the same time. After getting it up there, we had to tuck old towels between the boat and the crossbars (because I keep forgetting to buy Yakima crossbar pads from work) so we can cinch it down hard. Otherwise, it's plastic on plastic and the boat wiggles around too much. Trav strapped on that boat while I packed the cooler, and then I shimmied under the car to put on the tie-downs, and within ten minutes, the orange boats and I were following Trav and the green boat down Main Street on our way to Pineview where we met our nephew Brandon and his friend Josh for an afternoon on the water. The whole process, not including the drive there, took an hour and a half. Sheesh. The cool thing about the Ocean Kayak is that it's basically an extremely oversized surfboard. You can stand up on it, swim/jump off of it, and climb back on with relative ease, and that's just what the boys did.
Happy Birthday Emma!! Simon, noshing on some cake My ride on the Alpine Roller Coaster (Kristen's favorite new thing)(It's a really bad video - I was going very fast - but I have the technology now with the new camera, and I'm gonna use it!)
Thanks to Kristen and James for letting us move the party to Park City! Thanks to everyone for coming, and we missed those of you Ogan/Wilson/Simmons who couldn't make it.
We found ourselves in Boulder, Colorado last weekend for two nights of Yonder Mountain String Band and now we're having band withdrawals. We hippie-danced front row at Boulder Theater Friday night, and continued our rhythmless, white folk-dancin' way up on the 40th row at Red Rocks Saturday night. Both shows were amazing and we couldn't have had a more fun trip. Here are some pics and a video (with sound!) of our adventures...
Katie, Cass, Trav and I spent a lovely Sunday together, first at the Blue Plate for breakfast, then disc golf at Solitude, and dinner at Porcupine. After using Solitude's rental discs all last year and once this year, we finally bit the bullet and bought our own. I went to Play It Again Sports Saturday and found Cass a very special birthday disc, a brand new pink TeeRex distance driver that she named The Dancing Hippopotamus. For me and Trav, I bought four used discs, all distance drivers, and they all kick ass. My favorite is my beat up white TeeBird that the previous owner drew someone flipping the bird on, and the Orc, that we named Old Blue. Trav used the yellow Valkyrie, dubbed Old Yeller, and the tie-dye disc.
Here they all are, including the rental discs that we returned yesterday... The underwear/cheap Mardi Gras bead tree on the side of the lift at Solitude Katie, Cass, and Trav all looking for their discs on hole #2 This is how Trav, Cass, and Katie throw their discs This is how I throw mine Thanks for a really great day!
And let it be known that these will be the last photos we'll ever take with the POS digi cam that surprisingly lasted us a long time. After dropping it off the lift at Solitude last August, accidentally dropping it, purposely dropping it, and having the battery compartment mysteriously stop shutting in Zion (hence the tape), not to mention all the times it just plain didn't work, we've retired it. Please welcome our newest camera, the Olympus 850 SW. I spent a lot of time researching this new camera and felt that it would serve us well for two reasons: the "S" stands for Shockproof, and the "W" stands for Waterproof (remember our previous digital camera that took a swim and died?). I'm so excited about this little camera. It takes videos with sound, does underwater videos and photos, and has a bunch of other technical features I won't bore you with. So, here she is, the Oly 8-fiddy!
What started out as a supposed 9-mile roundtrip hike to Mt. Nebo quickly turned into a disillusioned ass-kicking fest. Trav researched the Mt. Nebo trail on LocalHikes and felt confident that the information he found was mostly accurate -- we've never been misled before -- and headed south for a therapeutic hike Saturday morning.
His problems began when he got to Payson and found that the freeway exit on his directions didn't exist. He improvised and went to grab some trail mix at the Maverik because, well, it's adventure's first stop, only to find that they were out. He went to Macey's podunk grocery store next and the only redeeming value of the whole store was that they were playing "Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves" by good ol' Cher when she wasn't a plastic computerized creepette.
Trav then drove up the canyon and to the trailhead, only to find that there was trash laying everywhere. He said it was disgusting and rude, so he picked all of it up and tied it up in a trash bag and stowed it in the car. He grabbed his pack and headed to the trailhead sign, and that's when the major problem hit. The d-bag who wrote the Mt. Nebo info on LocalHikes was severely misinformed. The Mt. Nebo trail is nowhere near 9 miles roundtrip. It's 11. EACH WAY. After waiting around for a group of annoying asses to leave the trailhead, Trav headed out on the now 11-mile trail. Although his morning started out so oddly, he enjoyed some beautiful scenery and some much-needed solitude... This is as close as Trav got to the peak......because the trail suddenly disappeared and an all-out bushwack began. Tired, hot, and left only with enough water to get back out, Trav turned around and disappointedly ambled back out to the car. He called me from the road and after saying "Hello?" I heard, "Nebo - 1, Travis - zip." He walked in the door an hour later and said, "Honey, I just got my ass handed to me by a mountain."