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If you've read our blog before, you already know all of the details about Boulder, and many of you have even been there with us. So I'll spare you all of the details and just create a quick photo montage of our latest trip with the Lehmitz family over Thanksgiving weekend.
Who is that bad-mother-shut-your-mouth?
I just had to include this picture (above) We found this little cave among some large fallen boulders. The entrance is a little small though, and this picture just reminded me of an oversized birth.
Hickman Bridge in Capitol ReefThe Family
Typical men.
Tiffani starring as Mogli
Calf Creek canyon in all its fall-colored glory
The Family at Calf Creek Falls. We had to trick Mom into going on the hike, but we were glad she made it there and back safely, even if we had to carry her the last mile back to the car.
This is actually going to be a retroactive post. For some reason, we forgot to put up these pictures, even though we did this hike in early fall, some three months ago. But, I thought the pictures were encapsulating and just couldn't go by unnoticed by our loyal blog audience, so I decided to make a quick post to take you on a tour of Bells Canyon. If you're unfamiliar with it, its the canyon that makes up the northern side of Lone Peak, the largest and southernmost peak in Salt Lake county, Utah. It starts off as a pretty easy hike up to a small reservoir that's part of Sandy City's water shed. The leafs were all starting to change and the scenery was quite beautiful. But you can keep going up the canyon, that is, if you can find the trail.
Tiffani and I actually lost it a little bit, and ended up following the stream that flows into the reservoir until we found a bridge farther up the trail.Then we followed what we thought was the trail, but soon we realized that there were forks in the trail which had other forks farther along. So, we just kept heading in the direction we knew were were supposed to be going, not really knowing where "our" trail was going to lead. Our ultimate goal was to find the waterfall that's up the canyon. But after hiking for a couple of hours, half of it through a new layer of snow, and getting pretty high up the mountain, we decided to turn around so we could get back before dark.
But we did take a picture at the summit of our adventure.Eventually, almost through sheer dumb luck, we decided to take another small trail that led off of the main one, and lo and behold, we stumbled upon the elusive waterfall. It was actually very pretty, nestled back in a wooded ravine, engulfed with the colors of autumn.
But such adventures are part of an average day in the life of Tiffani, the goddess of the great outdoors.
For my birthday, I wanted a little weekend get-away to the cabin. Will happily aquiesced to my request. We invited our good friends, Jack and Sausha, to experience the joy of Boulder.
We went to all the best places. Hell's Backbone was our first stop. It's a rickety bridge that spans a deep canyon, used by travelers from Escalante to Boulder until Highway 12 was built. I am trying to coerce Will out of his fear of heights by making him climb on cliffs with me. Will is second-guessing why he came out onto the ledge with me. On the way up to the bridge, the washboard gravel did us in and we lost a hubcap on our car. So the ride down consisted of "Eye Spy" but we were all looking for the same object. Will spotted something to the side of the road, Jack, Will, and I piled out of the car and ran towards the shiny object. Unfortunately, it was a Pontiac's lost hubcap. The search was futile.
The Lehmitz family always hosts a Labor Day party. This year was the first time I enjoyed the whole array of festivities-- rides on the swather, tug-of-war over the canal, zipline adventures, and tomato fights. We enjoyed a good-ole' fashioned get-together with all the kin folk. My favorite activity was probably the zipline, just because I felt daring without a harness. Relying on my own brute strength for protection, I held on tightly as I sailed 100 yards to the dead tree. The tomato fight was pretty intense as well. I held my own and protected our flag. Each time I threw a rotten piece of produce, I gained more confidence in my throwing abilities. I will train for next season.
Will and I headed up the Temple Quarry trail at the mouth of Little Cottonwood Canyon. I recounted my maiden voyage on my bike some four years ago. Of course, the trail was much more difficult than I remembered. We weren't able to make it to the top because of time constraints. Will and I turned around when we were about three-fourths of the way to the finish because he had to get home for work. The most difficult part of the journey was managing to fit our bikes in the trunk. Although we enjoy our new Camry, our bike rack does not fit on it and we had a heck of a time fanangling our bikes into the trunk.
Andrew Jenkins, the BFF of my lover, was kind enough to entreat us married folk with a day out on Utah Lake. The weather was blimey, the lake gross, and the company affable. I was impressed with Will's waterskiing abilities. Although it was his first time, I am sure next summer he will be able to Slalom ski.
The wakeboard was a much easier beast for me to manage. I harnessed the waves as I performed back-flips and aerials in the air. (Okay, I just stayed up and managed to carve.) It felt pretty natural, and by the end of the day, I was looking forward to the snowboarding season.

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