After about an hour and a half, we reached a pretty, shaded boulder on the side of a small water fall. We stopped for a snack and rested a while. Dave and I thought it would be a good place to turn around, but some of the other hikers that were going past said that we were pretty close to the end of the trail and that the waterfall at the end was worth the effort, so we decided to trudge on. I'm not sure that was the best idea - it was pretty intense in some areas for a three year old boy and a man carrying a one year old on his shoulders (Dave kept Bronson from this point clear until the end of the hike). Seriously, we're pretty lucky that nothing really bad happened, but it was an amazing waterfall! Breathtakingly lovely!!
The kids even took off their shoes and socks and waded in the water. That was all well and good until Nicki slipped and fell in up to her chest. Talk about Jekyll and Hyde!!!! She went from the most excited person in the group to the biggest grouch! Of course, she was wet, freezing, hurt (she cut her ankle when she slipped) and exhausted so I can't really blame her, but the hike down was less than enjoyable. Dave took Bronson down ahead of us, thinking that we'd soon catch up, but we didn't. I had the three older kids. Nicki was crying, screaming that she hates everything, and falling every few minutes, Ali was terrified to the point of barely daring to move (she slipped a few times as well, and was carrying on a steady stream of self-talk about how frightened she was), and Josh was slipping and falling every few steps. I held his hand so he didn't get too hurt, but it was tricky (and heavy!) Add to that mix my own fear of going downhill (stemming from a HUGE fall down a mountain when I was a kid, but that's another story) and the four or five times I fell on my bum and you can imagine what a sight we were when we finally caught up to Dave. Somehow, and I can only attribute it to guardian angels because it was steep terrain, Dave and Bronson didn't fall a single time. What a blessing! We got home around lunchtime. We were gone for 4 1/2 hours. Boy were we all wiped out! I think the hike would take a normal person about 2 hours, but we aren't normal. I was very proud of our kids for doing it, but I think we may not tackle it again until Bronson gets a little bit bigger.
| Getting first aid on her ankle. She's soaked and embarrassed, so she's not a happy camper! |
That afternoon/evening, we went to the Davis County Taste Of The Town celebration at a park close to our house. It is one of the big events put on by the Davis County Chamber of Commerce, so my dad was in charge of it. My mom was helping out as well. Its a huge event with several local restaurants selling food, a band playing, and lots of people everywhere. We met Kristin and her kids there. It was very fun. We had some great food and played with the cousins and got free balloons and rootbeer, etc. What's not to love?!??!
After Taste Of The Town was over, Dave and the boys went home (that's beginning to sound redundant! I swear, he always volunteers to be the one who stays home!) while the girls and I met my parents at the park's amphitheater to see a Riders In The Sky concert. They're the band that plays most of the music in the Toy Story movies. They were really good and very funny. We had a blast!
| Nicki went up to the stage to sing along. She's in pink, right behind the boy in turquoise on the right side of the picture. See her? In front of the dad in the T-shirt. |