You reach a point in your routine that a getaway trip becomes vital. And this particular day. It didn't matter, it HAD to happen. We spent the morning cleaning. And when dad got home from school. We were outta here! I kept tell them we were going to go to the mountains, but they assumed just up the road. But I've had my sight on a particular area for awhile now and I didn't care that it took an hour to get there.
Nobody challenged my decision. So when we got to Daniel's Summit, it wasn't what I was hoping for because the peak fall colors had already come and gone and the trees were mostly bare, but the day was nice, sunny, and peaceful.
I asked a lady at the gift shop for a nice trail and she pointed out a direction we could go. So we went the opposite direction. (She pointed us DOWN the mountain into a ravine-ish area and there was snow. I needed to keep in the sun as much as possible.
We happend upon these beautiful horses and chilled with them. My love for horses is kind of in my blood, so I didn't care if we were trespassing like Jared thought. They are actually pack horses that common folk, like ourselves, can 'rent' to ride up a trail for the day or so. And they're weren't any trespassing signs that we could see.
AND...if we were, nobody met us with the tip of thier shotgun, so we were good. I just love the coloring on this black and white one.
Our "hike" consisted of meandering along a well traveled dirt road and posing in the aspens. I was needing to flex my cameras muscles that hadn't been used in a while.
The camera kept coming back to Kael, and she nicely abliged when she noticed Jared pointing it in her general direction. Sometimes one of my little stinks made an appearance. But only to be a stink.
I have no idea what he was trying to do, but he really thought he was being sneaky. Even though Jared was plotting the whole thing off to the side.
Nothing like riding a wooden fence. Brings back memories of Idaho.
Always running AWAY from me!
Nice pose Kael. In the background is Strawberry resevoir. A lake I have grown to love from the MANY trips to Vernal and back.
He found a full bundle of sticks that he requested I pack back to the car so we could bring them home. Which I did. Because it's Eli. And that is all.
Trying to be artsy fartsy and take black and whites of old dead twisted trees. I was having to lay on this log to get the shot of one such trees.
growth among the dead
We love Uncle Coley. A Lot! And every chance we get, to show that love. Jaden pins it right on the head.
Batting snow
Couldn't let his big brother have one up on him. So he batted as well.
Old dead twisty wood.
Beautifully creepy.
There were about 3 old tractors parked spuradically around the mountain we were on. Made for great shots.
Weird when your baby isn't a baby anymore.
A late lunch at the logde. YUMMY And the log decor....loved it!
On the way home I saw the coloring of the brush and thought it looked like a rainbow. Can you see it?
Jaden, on the way home, said, "I know I keep saying this, but I just have to say thanks again. For taking us."
Perfect end to a perfect day. This is Deer creek. And that snow capped moutain is Timpanoogas. Love that I wake up to that. E.V.E.R.Y.D.A.Y!