Dream Come True

For years Trenton has looked forward to going on a backpacking trip with Grandpa. Last year when he got his backpack for his birthday, he could hardly wait to go up. The trip was a great time. Grandpa, Trenton, Bryce, Cody, Wayne and Dillon all had a great trip and made memories that will last a life time. I am so grateful that all my boys could make these memories with my dad.

The hike started out with Grandpa giving a speech that went something like this:

"The Mountain shows no mercy. There is no room for wimps on the mountain. You got to suck it up because there is no 7-11 around the bend. I am taking you up as boys and bringing you back as men. Men, I will bring you back better men."

Then the 5 hour hike started!

Before the hike, we joked with Trenton that he better not stand up straight because the weight of the pack would drag him down the hill. His pack started out at 38lb (That is almost half his weight) and he made it. I was proud of my boy. Cody and Dillon had school backpacks and they did great too.

Here dad is resting. What he does not know here but found out later was Wayne sneaked some extra stuff in his pack like a heavy V-8 juice. He was not too happy when he found out. Grandpa's mission was to pack as light as possible.

Taking a well deserved break.

Dad you are looking great!

Taking it all in.

They finally made it, set up camp and went fishing.

The fishing was not the best, but everyone caught some. They said it was the best tasting fish they had.

The camp was way at the top of this cliff. That is a hike just getting to camp every day! Well Thursday night it started raining at Grandpa's house hard. I watched the news and they said it was raining in the high country and it was going to start snowing. I thought to myself, "Oh No! I hope they have a good night." That night it started to rain and the water poured into the tent, soaking Grandpa and his sleeping bag. Wayne got up at 3:oo and made a fire so Grandpa could dry out and warm up. All the noise woke Bryce up and he was wondering what was going on, but he stayed his nice dry sleeping bag. (He does feel bad, but he knew Wayne had it all under control.) Grandpa got everyone up at 6:00am and told them to pack up. No breakfast, nothing they were getting out of there.

This is when they started out on the way home in the rain. The weather soon changed to snow.

Man that just looks cold!

As Mom would say"The Men are coming the Men are coming!" (One time we were at the farm and Dad, Wayne and Uncle Arnold were out doing work. They started down the driveway after being gone for a few hours. Mom was doing the dishes and saw them coming- she started dancing and cheering - The men are coming the men are coming. I always teased mom. She acted like she was back in pioneer days and the men had been gone for months.)

The gang this time with Bryce.

I am so glad that my boys got to do this with Dad. I am also glad the Wayne and Dillon were able to come. I know that memories were made that will last a lifetime.

On a side note- I was not on the trip so therefore there were not a lot of pictures taken. I would have taken tons more pictures. Bryce is not the shutterbug that I am. Next time I told him that he will take more pictures.