Some of the beautiful yellow aspen up in the mountains.
A few chilly, windy, but joyous moments spent together in God's beauty.
We found one of the most amazing trails we've ever been on, Limber Grove Trail, near Horseshoe Mountain. Starting at a bridge made of beams downstream from several beaver dams, we climbed a ways and then started into this incredibly rocky part of the trail. This is looking somewhat down the mountainside. From this direction there are towering cliffs from which these millions of rocks have fallen over thousands of years. Jonathan called us this rocky slope and its rocks are called talus rock. We picked our way for hundreds of yards across it. Mom carried the baby and managed to only stumble once, getting a nice cut on her hand. A chilly drizzle soon started after we took these pictures. We hurried down the rest of the woodsy trail, unable to beat the rain. Sam hadn't brought a coat along, so had to wear Crystal's sweater. Rose wore a baby blanket for a scarf, and Carrie had a little blanket along to take shelter under as well.
Another amazing spot. Near this tree was a little wooden sign that said, "God saved trees from floods and fires, but He can not save them from fools. " Hopefully it was not too foolish to climb this incredibly gnarled and twisted tree for a photo.
Well, this picture came on sideways again. Can you find Sammy? Talk about camouflage! This was the last of our film, and it's a good thing, because we had to hurry along. Rain was drizzling down. The trail ended at Horseshoe Campground where I stayed with the three littlest children while Jonathan and the others hurried back to the road to go back and get the van. That was quite the half hour. I found a sheltered spot under some evergreen trees by a rushing stream, wrapped the little boys with a blanket, held the sleeping baby under another blanket in my arms, and waited. I felt very sorry for the others, as we could see the wall of cold, sleety rain that was coming down the mountain road. The girls, I found out later, took shelter under another tree while Jonathan and Sammy pushed on the rest of the 1.3 miles for the van. They were very cold and quite soaked by the time they got the van. The girls said their hands were almost numb with cold. The little boys, baby and I fared the best, but even we were awfully thankful to see the van coming! How grateful we were for warm shelter again! But we wouldn't have missed that hike for anything. We'd recommend Limber Grove Trail to anyone wanting an awe-inspiring trek.
Some of the beautiful yellow aspen up in the mountains. 
A few chilly, windy, but joyous moments spent together in God's beauty.
We found one of the most amazing trails we've ever been on, Limber Grove Trail, near Horseshoe Mountain. Starting at a bridge made of beams downstream from several beaver dams, we climbed a ways and then started into this incredibly rocky part of the trail. This is looking somewhat down the mountainside. From this direction there are towering cliffs from which these millions of rocks have fallen over thousands of years. Jonathan called us this rocky slope and its rocks are called talus rock. We picked our way for hundreds of yards across it. Mom carried the baby and managed to only stumble once, getting a nice cut on her hand. A chilly drizzle soon started after we took these pictures. We hurried down the rest of the woodsy trail, unable to beat the rain. Sam hadn't brought a coat along, so had to wear Crystal's sweater. Rose wore a baby blanket for a scarf, and Carrie had a little blanket along to take shelter under as well.
Another amazing spot. Near this tree was a little wooden sign that said, "God saved trees from floods and fires, but He can not save them from fools. " Hopefully it was not too foolish to climb this incredibly gnarled and twisted tree for a photo. 
Well, this picture came on sideways again. Can you find Sammy? Talk about camouflage! This was the last of our film, and it's a good thing, because we had to hurry along. Rain was drizzling down. The trail ended at Horseshoe Campground where I stayed with the three littlest children while Jonathan and the others hurried back to the road to go back and get the van. That was quite the half hour. I found a sheltered spot under some evergreen trees by a rushing stream, wrapped the little boys with a blanket, held the sleeping baby under another blanket in my arms, and waited. I felt very sorry for the others, as we could see the wall of cold, sleety rain that was coming down the mountain road. The girls, I found out later, took shelter under another tree while Jonathan and Sammy pushed on the rest of the 1.3 miles for the van. They were very cold and quite soaked by the time they got the van. The girls said their hands were almost numb with cold. The little boys, baby and I fared the best, but even we were awfully thankful to see the van coming! How grateful we were for warm shelter again! But we wouldn't have missed that hike for anything. We'd recommend Limber Grove Trail to anyone wanting an awe-inspiring trek.
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