Saturday was Jello-set to be D-Day from Southwest Utah. I say "Jello" because after a record-breakimg 160 days without a drop of rain, the skies opened up and delivered record-breaking amounts of moisture...inches upon inches seldom seen in high deserts. With all that rain came cloudy, cooler than normal weather. And it just kept getting colder and colder and colder.
Normally, this would be of no consequence. We'd just pack up, store the Rv, and head home to Lovely Ouray for our annual 45 day Christmas sabbatical to snowshoe in the mountains. But this year we were set to host a family Thanksgiving reunion in Springdale, and wouldn't you know it, major blizzards began rolling across the west...just in time to snarl the busiest travel week in the year. Utah was not spared, not even way down south in little ole Springdale, gateway to Zion.
Suffice it to say, we awoke to several inches of sloppy wet snow on D-Day...the day we had to pack up to leave, the day we had to empty the fridge into our too small cooler, the day we had winterize the Rv, the day we had to get said Rv into storage, the day we needed to pound out 8 hours behind the wheel in order to get home.
Surprisingly, we were on the road by 11 AM. Even better, the roads weren't too bad. We hung the cruise control on 84 mph and made it home in 7 hours. So here I sit in my recliner-by-the-hearth...putting off shoveling and plowing snow, writing this fall wrap-up post for you.
Let the extended slide show begin:
A hike with Kelli and Caleb. Started out sunny...but turned nasty.
Nephew Darin and I chased "light" after a day of hiking Snow Canyon...
It's been several years since Bobbie and I braved Zion's main corridor. But with family there, we thought they needed to see and do a few "interior" hikes.
|Left to right: Bobbie, great niece Maia, great nephew Owen, niece Anita, Nephew Brent.|
|Left to right: Brent, Maia, Kelli, Bobbie, Owen, and my son Caleb.|
A day of hiking in the cold and rain calls for a hearty meal at Oscars...home of the biggest burger you can't get your mouth around...
A cold windy day spent hiking in Snow Canyon...
|Caleb and Kelli, scrambling around on fossilized dunes like a couple of kids|
|Let's see what's down there...|
|Darin's wife, Tracey, and Caleb's wife, Kelli.|
|Kelli...balancing act :)|
One cold day it cleared off enough for Caleb and Kelli to tackle Angel's Landing. Just a few days prior, a girl fell 1,000 feet and died on this climb. Needless to say, we told them to BE CAREFUL.
|Trail narrows toward the top. Doesn't bother Caleb (above) or Kelli (below)|
|From the top!|
Our last hike was a cold, snowy, muddy trudge.
Afterwards, we all crammed into our Rv for a second Thanksgiving dinner.
That's a wrap on our Thanksgiving reunion. Missed my big Brother, Dan, and his wife, Elaine...along with assorted other great nephews and nieces. Love to all of you.
mark and bobbie...home for 45 days in Lovely Ouray!