We went to Fish Creek with Richard’s family. We didn’t get photos of everything, but if you make it through this post, you may think we got enough.I love to see Sparky enjoy the ride. The drive to Fish Creek is accessible only with all wheel drive and some spunk.Oh, yes. Before we left, Rob and Melinda and their kids spent the night at our house. Here we are deep in conversation in the backyard. Rob and Richard worked on doors and handles in our basement. Hallelujah.At the top of the road, Paige, Mark, and I stopped to take pictures.Mark went higher than any of us.We were surrounded by insects and interesting things to collect. Then suddenly, the insects were silent and not to be found…We watched the storm move in as Richard brought up another truckload of people to join us at the top of the mountain.The storm arrived just as everyone got there. Some people were caught in the storm, which lasted quite a while and included hail, wind, and great amounts of rain.We huddled together under the trees. The kids, one by one, escaped to the warm cab of the truck. We had around 20 people and only one truck for shelter.Grandpa, Daniel, and a few others made an expedition to the other truck which was lower on the mountain. The rest of us piled inside and outside our truck and began the drive down the mountain. There are ten people in the cab and five people on the running boards and in the bed.Paige and I are on the left. Rob and Melinda are on the right. Liz is in the truck bed. We were cold, but we were having fun. We figure that this fiasco will become a family legend.Once everyone dried off and had some food, many people took another evening hike. Paige and I stayed behind in the campground. Four or five carloads of Boy Scouts descended on our camp area and set up their tents just feet from us. I think the Scouts were thrilled that Paige was there. We were not so thrilled that they were there.The next day we hiked to the falls.Two of our model childrenThere were so many wildflowers along the trails. I wish that I had brought our flower pressing kit or a big book. I didn’t want to use my Bible.Many people hiked up into a cave area to enjoy the falls close up.Mark was there, of course!I like to see my kids being helpful to each other. This little scene melted my heart.Daniel was in the water for a long time. I wonder if he can feel his frozen feet yet?Timothy hung out with cousins. He has been to the falls before and remembered how cold he was, so he opted to stay dry. The hike to the falls was downhill, but for the uphill climb out, Richard ferried people on the motorcycle. Sparky ran up and down the hill to keep up with him. When we got home, Sparky couldn’t get out of the van without assistance. Loyal pup!Here are the Ross men: Dale, Russ, Rob, and Richard.Dale at his birthplace.There was a lot of motorcycling during the trip. On the first day, Richard, Daniel, and Timothy went for a 3-hour ride to the campground. This is Mark in Pine Valley.Mark loves this motorcycle and keeps the helmet close by in the tent trailer when he goes to sleep.Here is Shari and her husband Dave.Here are Russ and Nancy, whose jobs at Dixie State University made it possible for the family to gather at the school cabin in Pine Valley for a few days after we camped.A Sego Lily. The End.
Photos by Paige, Mark, Angela, Russ, Melinda, Shari, and Richard.
Thanks for sharing all the pictures.