A Snowy Picnic

We were in search of more snow than what was at our house. We took a picnic up to Big Springs and discovered the road was closed, there was less snow than at home, and there was a stiff, cold breeze.

Happy 20th Birthday, Mark

Gotta love steak for your birthday.

Day Trip to Gooseberry Mesa

Bob and I tried for three weeks to make a day trip to Gooseberry Mesa near LaVerkin and Hurricane, Utah. We biked just south of Zions National Park.

The first time we planned to go I got sick. The second time we planned to go Shannon got sick. The third time Bob got sick and the fourth time was the charm on December 15th, although Shannon had school and couldn't go with us.  It had recently rained and there was lovely red mud caked on the wheel wells and the underside of the Suburban.

I yacked the whole time--4.25 hours down, and the same back. Bob a good listener.  We planned to check the area and the trail before we took the kids down there. It was fun, but a lot of driving for two hours of biking that ended with Bob's bike having a flat tire and our tire pump malfunctioning.

2014 French Toast 5K

When you're in the cross country class at Timpanogos HS you need to participate in three 5K per quarter.  I like to hold a 5K at the end of the season that doesn't cost $$ and we can all eat French toast when we're done running--I mean when they're done running:)

Apparently including the "Beast" was a little too gnarly.
The Beast is the bridle path.

I love the photo bomb by Bob.

A View of Mt. Olympus from IHC Hospital on 5300 South

Although none of us recognized the signs, my dad was retaining water. Suddenly, he puffed up like a toad, began hallucinating, stopped urinating and could barely walk. Luckily Mom and Renae took him to the hospital because his primary care doctor had told him to take Benadryl believing it was an allergic reaction--dah, in a heart patient with my Dad's history??? That's ridiculous.

Dad was much better the next afternoon after receiving some intense diaretics.

Dad's Cessna 182

My dad's not up to flying his airplane, a Cessna 182, any longer.  He has been having health problems which relate to the state of his heart.  We're lucky his heart has held out this long and he hasn't showed any signs of heart failure.  He had  his first heart attack near the age of 50 and now he has just turned 79.

Dad asked me to take photos of his airplane, so he could give them to the plane broker. Nothing helps an online sale more than an awesome price and photos.