Cow Pooh Camp

Friday night we went camping in Fairview Canyon with My brother Jon and his two boys and my brother-in-law Brandon and his two girls. We got there late so we took the first camp site we saw. Well we now know why no one else took that spot, The Cow Pies! There were at least 8 huge cow pies littering the camp. Sunday night at dinner JJ asked, "when can we go back to the cow pie camp?", Spencer and I got a good laugh. The boys all took a "night ride" on the four wheelers, that was JJ's first time. When they got back we roasted marshmallows. The kids had so much fun, they kept calling the marshmallows, "Monster Guts!" (again at Sunday dinner JJ called his food monster guts). Saturday we spent the morning four wheeling and fishing. After lunch we decided to go on some designated four wheeling trails rather than the roads. Spencer and JJ had decided to shoot Dad's "real gun." So Eva and I went with the others on the windy bumpy trails. Of course, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I stopped to talk to the guys and told them I was having a hard time. By this time my brother Marc had joined us, and he offered to take Eva with him. At the same time my niece Sicily asked if she could ride with me. I thought I would be fine since I didn't have to hold onto her, that both hands would be on the four wheeler. Well it was fine until we went on the "Learner's Loop", you had to ride up a steep hill make a sharp turn down hill and repeat about 8 times. Well one turn didn't work out so well, the four wheeler rolled on it's side and landed on both myself and my niece. I've never felt so horrible for putting someone else in such danger. It was one of the scariest experiences of my life, seeing little Sicily's feet under the four wheeler, and hearing her Dad yelling, "NO, OH NO." And I'm stuck on the other side not knowing how she is. We both made out of it unscathed, I have a few bruises, but considering what happened we are VERY lucky!!! We were truly blessed. Now, that wasn't the only excitement of the day, at lunch the kids were playing on the four wheelers. I had just taken down the tent and was headed back to the car when I see JJ on the back of the four wheeler headed down hill straight toward my brother's truck. Then Super Uncle Brandon to the rescue. Brandon ran and got between the four wheeler and the truck and saved the day! We don't know how it happened, but we decided that parking on the hill wasn't such a great idea. All in all we had a great time, but I still say it was a little too much excitement for one day!

This is the snake named "Joey" that Dad caught, the kids thought it was great.