Spring Fling

Spring Fling

A road trip to several points in Utah was the perfect antidote for my winter blahs.

Ault, Colorado
Ault, Colorado

Once we passed through Ault, I really felt like we were on the way.

Colorado landscape on Highway 85
Colorado landscape on Highway 85

Although the rock formations are somewhat interesting, the scenery wasn’t exactly breathtaking.  Just imagine a car full of kids, with nothing more than this to look at just 35 miles into a 500 mile trip. . . now those are some great memories!

Wyoming landscape - Interstate 80
Wyoming landscape - Interstate 80

Wyoming scenery was no better than what we had just passed through in Colorado, but the windmills were a good diversion.

don-tree-rock . . . . . . . . lynn-tree-rock

Tree in the rock is a place our kids love to hate, but we stopped and had a good laugh remembering their disgust with such a lame landmark!

A trucker's paradise
A trucker's paradise

The Flying J was a welcome sight in the desolation of Interstate 80 across southern Wyoming.

Developing computer skills
Developing computer skills

In Salt Lake on Monday morning, we did gmail training with Grandpa.  He’s definitely moving into the world of computers kicking and screaming!

Starry-eyed family
Starry-eyed family

We celebrated Kate’s birthday in Lehi on Tuesday.  The chocolate cake was delicious!

We also built a fantastic square-foot garden, but Kate will have to post those pictures.  The produce from that fertile soil will be fantastic!

Convenient to the grandkids
Convenient to the grandkids

In St. George on Thursday we toured this model home, and Maddie and I imagined how fun it would be to have sleepovers together.

Katie and Grandma trying to keep Charlie focused
Katie and Grandma trying to keep Charlie focused

Lance Armstrong in training
Jack - Lance Armstrong in training

We played at the park, shopped with Maddie, played Shanghai with Ryan and savored a much anticipated Concrete from Nielsen’s Frozen Custard.

On the way home. . .
On the way home. . .

Friday we reluctantly left St. George, hating to leave the fun and craziness that are always a part of our family get-togethers.  But after driving several hundred miles east, “our” mountains came into view and Colorado looked pretty inviting.

I wonder what it’s like to live in Gypsum. . .

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