Last Saturday my Mom suggested the next day we should go for a drive up the canyon. We used to do this a lot when we were growing up, so frankly I'm surprised it took six months of being in Utah before we headed up the canyon.
So Sunday after church we ate lunch, took naps (everyone except me and the kids) then got ready to go to the canyon. As we were getting into the cars we noticed the mountains were covered in clouds and it was probably raining there. But we were all ready to go, so we went anyway and hoped it would have stoped by the time we got there.
It was sort of on and off drizzling when we got to the top of the mountain and stopped at the Ridge Trail. We went for a little walk as it was drizzling, but it stopped a little way into the walk. Julia was really excited to go "exploring" and was practically running along the trail. She did good until the very end when she was tired out and we were almost back to the car.
"I can't walk anymore."
Micah was pretty solemn and subdued the whole time because he had just woken up from a nap in the car. He didn't walk at all. I carried him half the way and Grandpa carried him the other half.
Family picture at a ridge.
The backside of Mount Timpanogos.