Grandpa's birthday celebration #61
We went down on Friday night and spent the evening at Benjipups and had cake and ice cream for Dad.
This sweet little scene belies the fact that Uncle B was used mostly as a tackling dummy.
Saturday was travel day. This is the beginning of a very long day of checking baggage, clearing security and flight delays. But they are hardy travelers. Thanks for coming to visit! We loved all the fun we had. And I always appreciate the mini-lessons on the computer when any of the kids come home.
We hated to leave the valley before we knew if their flight was leaving so we went up to the bench to the Shoreline trail overlooking the valley for an autumn hike. You may ask, "Why is it called Shoreline trail?" It's because it follows the shoreline of the ancient lake Bonneville of which the Great Salt Lake is a remnant puddle. Yes, #5 child. The experts say that lake really existed.
It wasn't long before we practically stepped on this fellar crossing the trail. Dad spotted it. Even with his botched cataract surgery he was able to see it moving out of the shadows and pointed it out to me. After it registered what it was I jumped back. Then I was relieved to see it was a gentle bull snake. A gentle giant of the snake world. My first thought was of when "Special K" and "Skillum"(aka W) came across a rattlesnake while hiking in this mountain range. And if I remember the story correctly Skillum said, "It made me feel so alive!" Special K wanted to run for her life!
The first autumn colors on the mountains are these maples. They grow in a similar fashion to the scrub oak.
But the scub oak are still green.
After we received the call that they had boarded the airplane we stopped and ate at this restaurant that's on they way home. They raise their own beef and bison. The place is always packed. People appreciate locally grown wholesome food. This is Dad coming out of the restaurant with our leftovers passing all the people spilling out of the place waiting for their turn to eat.
Boy what handsome animals!
Grandpa's birthday celebration #61
We went down on Friday night and spent the evening at Benjipups and had cake and ice cream for Dad.
This sweet little scene belies the fact that Uncle B was used mostly as a tackling dummy.
Saturday was travel day. This is the beginning of a very long day of checking baggage, clearing security and flight delays. But they are hardy travelers. Thanks for coming to visit! We loved all the fun we had. And I always appreciate the mini-lessons on the computer when any of the kids come home.
We hated to leave the valley before we knew if their flight was leaving so we went up to the bench to the Shoreline trail overlooking the valley for an autumn hike. You may ask, "Why is it called Shoreline trail?" It's because it follows the shoreline of the ancient lake Bonneville of which the Great Salt Lake is a remnant puddle. Yes, #5 child. The experts say that lake really existed.
It wasn't long before we practically stepped on this fellar crossing the trail. Dad spotted it. Even with his botched cataract surgery he was able to see it moving out of the shadows and pointed it out to me. After it registered what it was I jumped back. Then I was relieved to see it was a gentle bull snake. A gentle giant of the snake world. My first thought was of when "Special K" and "Skillum"(aka W) came across a rattlesnake while hiking in this mountain range. And if I remember the story correctly Skillum said, "It made me feel so alive!" Special K wanted to run for her life!
The first autumn colors on the mountains are these maples. They grow in a similar fashion to the scrub oak.
But the scub oak are still green.
After we received the call that they had boarded the airplane we stopped and ate at this restaurant that's on they way home. They raise their own beef and bison. The place is always packed. People appreciate locally grown wholesome food. This is Dad coming out of the restaurant with our leftovers passing all the people spilling out of the place waiting for their turn to eat.
Boy what handsome animals! 
3 comments:
fun pics! ben is such a nice uncle. the kids love him.
I helped Skillum feel even more alive by running away at lightning speed to leave him fending for himself against said coiled rattler. Glad your encounter was non-venomous.
I think I've seen that place before - the bison place - is it any good? I'm very curious. I liked the pictures!
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