Last weekend was Trey's Spring Break. He wanted to take a road trip to Oregon and pass through the Red Wood Forest and Yosemite. It would have been 40+ hours in the car. Would it have been fun? Yes. Crazy? Yes. Memorable? Yes. Then we checked the weather and realized it would be snowing all along our way. Yuck! We decided to settle for something more local (I was secretly happy) and go camping. I was being a tad bit difficult (or a lot, depending on who you ask) and told Trey he should just make it a boys trip. He finally convinced me otherwise and I'm very happy he did.
For some unknown reason we were possessed to camp in two different locations the two nights we were there and even though it was a big ol' hassle to break camp and then set up again I'm glad we did it that way.
Location numero uno:
Location numero uno:
We hiked through the wash which was eventually supposed to lead to Lake Mead.
When the lake was in sight we picked up our pace.
After hiking about 2.5 miles it turned out we were so close, yet so far away.
We came to a part in the wash where there was a 15 foot (according to Trey) drop-off. We were looking everywhere for a way to get around or down said drop-off. While Trey was out scouting the area I decided to be brave (dumb?) and scale my way down as low as I could and then... jump! My plan was to then find an easier way for the rest of the family to follow. Brilliant, right?
I looked everywhere, but there simply wasn't another way down, or back up. I tried climbing, but the drop-off was too high and there weren't proper grips. What we needed was some rope.
Not having any my genius husband told me to take off my pants. Um, what? Yes, you heard that right. He told me to take off my pants and then he took off his. NOW we were in business baby! He devised a rope of sorts and pulled me up to safety.
It's funny now, but at the time I was totally sweating bullets. What if the knot came apart that was holding the two pants together? What if he couldn't pull me up? What if I slipped... and broke my back? What if...what if...Aaah!
The kids all thought it was hilarious, except for Clara, who said she didn't think Jesus was going to be happy about us taking our pants off.
We turned around and hiked back the 2.5 miles we had come and you all were troopers, especially Nora with her little legs.
After getting back to camp we enjoyed scriptures and s'mores around the fire compliments of Trey.
Love you bunches, Mama