Saturday, June 26, 2010

Summer Vacation, Moyes side

We had just recovered from our last trip when it was time to head out again, this time northward to the Jackson Hole area for some real camping. Unfortunately the weather didn't cooperate like we would have liked, but we made the most of it and managed to have a lot of fun!

We left on Wednesday and drove up to the campsite. We got there sometime around 7:30 or 8 and proceeded to set up camp...tents and such. When we drove up the thermometer in the truck read 48 degrees. Yeah, cold. I was a little bit nervous about sleeping in tents, but my kids actually did great. We managed to stay warm and they both slept soundly all night, all three nights we were there. I could complain about the fact that Stockton is an early riser and was the first kid up every morning, but I won't because I was pleasantly surprised at how well they both did. I was relieved. Since they did so well it means that we will attempt more camping trips this summer.

Our purpose for going to Jackson Hole was to run the Snake River. This is one of my family's favorite trips. We have been doing it for years. In fact, I think I was probably 8 the first time I floated the river. We used to go all the time but it had been 5 years since we last went. Too long. We were all very excited. We soon realized, though, that it was way too cold to do much river running. Luckily, there's lots to do in that area. The first day we hiked Jenny Lake (this makes for our 4th hike as a family) in the Grand Teton National Forest. We did the Hidden Falls Trail which was roughly 2.5 miles. Molly was determined to hike the whole thing by herself, like Lizzy did on our Bryce Canyon hike. I wasn't sure she could do it because 2.5 miles is a long way for her little legs. But she was a determined little girl and she did it. She hiked the whole thing without getting carried once! She was very proud of herself...I was proud of her for sticking to her goal like that.
All the kids did great. A few of the hikers that we passed thought we were crazy taking all those little kids on such a hike.(I caught an Asian tourist taking a picture of all these kids on the rock. He's probably never seen such a thing!)

Sometime after mile 2 the trail forked-one way went up to the waterfall and one way went back to the ferry. Although my kids had done great, I opted to head to the ferry. I didn't want to push my luck. Justin, however, hiked up to the waterfall (another 1/2 mile or so). It was a fun and beautiful hike.
And we got to ride a boat across the lake!After that we headed into Jackson Hole and walked around the shops. Some families stocked up on beanies for their kids to keep them warm...luckily for me, I had thrown some in for my kids when I was packing. Still wish I would have gotten Molly some rubber boots though. Oh well.We bundled up and found some dry wood for a fire that night. Campfire=s'mores!The next day, though considerably warmer, was still too cold for river rafting. Since we had paid the national park fee the day before and it was good for 7 days, we decided to head to Old Faithful in Yellowstone National Park. We walked around for a while and then had front row seats for Old Faithful. Justin had never been to Yellowstone before. We didn't really get to see much besides Old Faithful so we'll definitely have to go back and explore when we have more time.We'd been in the car a lot and the ground was too wet at camp so this was really the first time that Stockton was able to get down and crawl around. He was such a happy boy!We saw a bear on the way out of Yellowstone. Of course there were tons of cars pulled off the side of the road and people lining the street with their binoculars. It was a huge bear (I think Dad said it was a grizzly). There were a couple of rangers making sure no one got too close and after a few minutes they sent most of us back to our vehicles because the bear was getting too close to the road.Saturday morning was beautiful and we decided that it was definitely warm enough for a float down the river. We couldn't really get this close and not go (at least that's what I was thinking). So away we went. It was about 70 degrees outside, so beautiful, but that water was icy cold! Some of us had to hang one foot out of the boat, into the water, and it was literally painful. Until you got used to it and then it wasn't bad.

The first half of the ride was great. We were having fun. Here's the proof.
Some of the boys had to show off and jump in. They are crazy. It was cold.The water was moving pretty fast, faster than normal, but I wasn't too nervous. I have done this so many times and have never fallen out of the raft. If you've never been on this section of the Snake, you probably don't know what I'm talking about. But if you have, then you know. There are two particularly BIG rapids called Big Kahuna and Lunch Counter. Lunch Counter comes right after Big Kahuna. Kahuna was nothing this year but Lunch Counter was bigger than I've ever seen before. It was huge!!! We hit it just how we wanted but when we got right to it we couldn't believe how big it was. Like picture a wall of white, angry water and you are heading straight for it. It was scary. Well, we didn't have enough speed, or we went in crooked, or something because pretty soon we were all out of the raft and the raft itself was upside down. I have some pictures documenting it. I can't actually post them here but I can link up to them. There were 10 pictures, but I won't show all of them. (You can click on the numbers to see the pics.)

One: Initially hitting the water. You can only see my Dad.
Four: Justin and Christopher (who were sitting in the front) are off. Bryce and Jeff in the back are also off or pretty soon will be.
Seven: Justin is in the front, the one with the sunglasses; Christopher is upside down, on top of Justin; Bryce is in the orange hat in the back; and that's me, hanging on for dear life. For some reason I thought if I just hung on, the boat really wouldn't tip and I wouldn't go in that water. Wrong.
Eight: Christopher, Dad, and me. I win the prize for hanging on the longest.
Nine: an empty raft. Creepy.
Ten: 5 people accounted for. Erin and I are missing. We think that Erin is in the back somewhere because that's where she was sitting on the raft. And me? I'm actually under the boat. Yes, I got stuck there for about 15-20 seconds, probably because I held for so long. It was really scary.

After a few minutes of panic, we were all accounted for but we still had to get the boat pulled over to the shore and flipped over. But the river was moving fast and the boat is heavy. We floated down the river for a few minutes hanging on to the rope (none of us were thinking of that cold water anymore!) until, finally, we were able to swim ashore. We rested for a while then flipped the boat over and then finished. None of us were too anxious to get back on...we had lost all of our bail buckets and most of us couldn't stop shivering...more from the nerves than from the cold, I think. Instead of trying to hit all the good rapids, we went around them. And then it was over. In summary, it wasn't the most fun trip I've had down the river, but it makes for a great story! Will I go again? Of course, just not when the river's going so fast.

That was really the last thing we did. We got back to camp, packed up our gear, and headed home. My kids didn't do that great in the car. We had our fair share of carsickness (Stockton the whole way up, Molly the whole way to Yellowstone), and Stockton started whining after 10 minutes of being strapped in his car seat, so to say we were glad to see our house was an understatement!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Summer Vacation, Goodrich style

Some friends of Justin's parents lent us their cabin for a few days last week. It's down south, near Panguitch and Bryce Canyon. The family has about 400 acres of land so there were plenty of things to keep us busy! Most of the time was probably spent at the cabin or close to: 4-wheeling, playing baseball, catching lizards, playing at the pond, building forts in the loft, and chasing 9 kids!Lana (it was her family's cabin) had all these little rubber ducks lying around so we took them to a little stream and raced them. It was hot enough that it felt wonderful to wade around in the water. Molly fell in to her neck about 6 times and ended up with no clothes on. Stockton enjoyed putting his feet in the water and eating rocks.Just down the road from the cabin was a pond. And going into the pond was a slide they had rigged up. They dug a trench out of the side of the mountain and covered it with tarps and then you were supposed to slide into the very cold water on a pad. This is what it looks like from the top.It was very intimidating. But despite nerves, we all eventually went down. And then we kept going down, because it was so fun! By the last day, even Molly had decided that she would give it a try. (She went down the bottom half.)On Saturday we went to Bryce Canyon to hike around and explore a little. We had planned on doing one of the shorter hikes (1.3 miles) but we ended up on a much longer hike (2.9 miles). What would have been fun and enjoyable as adults turned out to be hard and long with kids in tow. All of the kids ended up getting carried at some point or another, with the exception of Lizzy, who hiked the whole thing by herself! Our family started out with Justin carrying Stockton in the backpack, Molly and I walking. This lasted for a while, occasionally Justin would carry Molly in his arms or shoulders with Stock in the backpack. Eventually we switched and I carried Stockton in the backpack and Molly got a shoulder ride from Justin. That was short-lived, however, because #1-I am way out of shape and couldn't do it for too long and #2-all Stockton did back there was pull my hair-and it hurt! By the end of the hike Justin was carrying Molly in the backpack and I was carrying Stockton in my arms. We did that back and forth through these switchbacks...Once we got to the top though and saw the amazing view we all felt pretty exhilarated. The picture doesn't really do it justice, but it is gorgeous.(I had to convince Justin to stand on that ledge for a picture. He is terrified of heights and was literally shaking.)

After seeing the view we were pretty glad that we did the hike. We quickly ate lunch and headed back to the cabin. We were HOT and sweaty and were ready for a dip into the pond, via the slide.

After some fun on the slide and some dinner our family broke camp and headed home. We were smart and left at bedtime. That way the kids slept the whole way home. When we got home we just carried them to their beds. It was a fun, exciting, but exhausting weekend...we were happy to be home!

Monday, June 7, 2010

Hike #2: Grotto Trail

Our second hike as a family was so fun! I found this trail in Payson Canyon and it was perfect for our family. It was a short hike so Molly made it the whole way there and back with no complaining about being tired. There were about 10 log bridges to cross and at the end was a waterfall. Justin and Molly hiked to the top of the waterfall. Stockton was scared of the noise the waterfall made so we waited for them somewhere else. It was really busy (we went on Memorial Day) so after our hike we found a quiet secluded area to eat our lunch and throw rocks in the river. The kids fell asleep in the car on the way home so we explored the canyon a little more. It was so pretty that we've decided that our family is going to camp here sometime this summer.

Monday, May 31, 2010

A Day in the Life of Molly

I've mentioned before how Molly likes to change her outfits throughout the day. Here's the proof. This is all in the same day...

#1
7:07 a.m.
#2
8:14 a.m.
This is the sweater that Grandma Fletcher gave her. I guess it doesn't fit after all.
#3
9:10 a.m.
#4
10:05 a.m.
#5
10:33 a.m.
#6
2:51 p.m.
#7
5:07 p.m.
You may wonder why I let her do this each day. It sure makes a lot of laundry, right? Well, I used to not let her and then I changed my mind. It just wasn't worth the battle. And it sure is fun to see what she's going to wear next!

P.S. I did comb her hair between outfit #5 and #6, but she took it out.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Vernal/Tridell

Justin had a couple days off work and we wanted to go somewhere. We had planned on going camping, but the weather lately has been a bit unpredictable. So the next obvious place to go? Vernal, of course! Really, it had been a long time since we had been able to visit with Justin's grandparents so we took the opportunity to do just that. The only times we had ever visited his grandparents was when we went with everybody else so it was great to have some one-on-one time with them.

We started our 3-hour-drive Sunday afternoon around nap-time, although Molly didn't sleep at all (that was okay) and Stockton only slept for about 40 minutes. I ended up squeezed in the back seat between two car seats. Fun times! With only about 20 minutes left, I caved in and let Stockton gnaw on a Red Vine. He enjoyed it, if you can't tell.
We stayed at Grandma Fletcher's house in Vernal. She has plenty of space for all of us. The kids even got their own rooms (Molly loved the pink room), separate from Justin and I (the port-a-crib barely squeezed into the sewing room) so we all got a couple of good night's sleep, something that I don't usually plan on while we're on vacation.

The next morning was cold and windy but we braved the weather and headed to the Vernal temple, were we made one quick round around the grounds. Beautiful.
We also walked around the cemetery. This is Grandpa Fletcher, Justin's grandpa. Both Justin and Stockton have his same middle name, Ray.We went back to Grandma's for lunch, a nap for boy, and a movie for girl.

We had told Molly that we would take her to this Dinosaur Museum but when Stockton finally woke up (why can't he sleep like that at home?) it was closed. So we made a spur-of-the-moment decision and went to Steinaker Reservoir. Justin had packed his and Molly's fishing poles, just in case. Good thing he did-first cast out and they caught a fish!
We only stayed here long enough to let the fish go, throw some rocks in the water, and get sand blown into our eyes and hair and everywhere else.After getting the kids to bed that night, Justin, Grandma Fletcher, and I stayed up late reading some family history books and listening to some of Grandma's stories. Stories like how Grandma and Grandpa got married two weeks after he got home from his mission because they thought he was going to be shipped off to war; stories about Grandpa and his years being Sheriff; and stories about her sleeping in a boxcar when she went to California to visit Grandpa who was in the army (I think she even had a small baby, someone correct me if I'm wrong).

The next day we got up and headed to the Dinosaur Museum, since we had promised Molly the night before. It was pretty neat; well, at least Molly enjoyed it. She ran around everywhere saying "Dad/Mom, you gotta come see this." The good thing about being there on a Tuesday morning was that we were pretty much the only ones there.
I tried to get a picture of the kids with Grandma before we left that morning but she was still in her pajamas and said no. But we couldn't leave until she gave Molly a doll from her collection and an old sweatshirt that I said would fit Molly because it's a size 3T. I have no idea how old it is but it will great for camping next week!

We left the Museum and drove out to Tridell, where Grandma and Grandpa Goodrich live. Grandpa wasn't there when we first got there-he was out working in the fields. Yup, he turns 91 next month and he still spends most of his days working on the farm or fixing an old vehicle. I think the highlight for Justin was going out on the tractor with his Granddad and picking up rocks. When they got back, Molly got a ride on the tractor too.
This is one of the fields in their backyard. Pretty view.Grandma was great. She made a huge meal for us, although she kept forgetting to put out some of the side dishes. She also made about 4 different types of vegetables because she forgot that she had already made some. But when Molly said she wanted to go outside and show Grandma how fast she could run, Grandma started jogging with her. She's 87!

Grandma and Grandpa Goodrich are just good, honest, hard-working people. When Grandpa came in for dinner he gave Grandma a hug and said, "If you try to be like Grandma then you'll sure have a lot of shoes to fill." Or something like that. And Grandma got all embarrassed and said, "Don't say things like that, you'll embarrass me" and gave Grandpa a little squeeze around the middle.

I took a picture of their one-car-garage because there is a lot of history surrounding it.
They lived in the garage for 3 years while they waited for their current house to be built. Them and their 4 kids! (They had 3 more kids after they moved into the house.) Grandma got struck by lightning while she was cooking dinner outside one night but because of the rubber soles on her shoes and the cast-iron pan in her hand, she was only knocked out and scraped up.

Grandpa also had some great stories...like how he remembers as a kid driving the buggy into Vernal and it took 2 days; or when his dad was the first person in Tridell to get a Model T Ford; or when he was driving somewhere one day as an adult (it was for a job, although I can't remember what the job was-I missed that part) and picked up a hitchhiker who really turned out to be a fugitive who had just escaped from jail.

A picture with Grandma and Grandpa, notice Grandpa's still in his coveralls.
Like I said, it was great to visit with them one-on-one. Molly was also a great age to go...she wasn't shy or nervous around the grandparents. She talked and talked with them like they were her best friends. And I think that they were happy to see us too!

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Ogden Marathon

Now before anyone gets too impressed, let me just say that I only ran the last leg of the relay...a mere 3 miles. To some of you serious runners, this is just a warm-up. I was a little bit embarrassed to hear "Congratulations!" and "Good job!" especially when you compare what I ran to those who ran half and full marathons. But it was fun just to be there. Who knows, maybe next year I'll get serious about my training and go for a half. But that's a BIG maybe!

My cheering squad. Although they missed me actually crossing the finish line-Molly chose that very time to have to go to the bathroom.
After Molly saw me in my race and heard that her cousin Ben was going to be in a race, she wanted her chance to race too. They have a kids race, a 1K, so we signed her up. She was so excited! Before the race I looked over and saw Molly stretching out. No one told her to, she told me she was just getting ready for her race.During the race she had lots of fun. She didn't run the whole way (she is only 3), but would alternate between jogging and walking. Since she looks at her feet while she runs, she ran in a zig-zag pattern and almost crashed into a few other kids/strollers. Good thing I was there!After the race, she was so proud of herself. She kept saying "We beat everybody!" or "I beat the race!" She got a T-shirt, a cow-bell, a granola bar, and some apple juice for running.**Erin, if/when you read this, can you please e-mail me your pictures? Thanks!**