Driving Towards Those 50 Hours

Jann and the rest were off to Star Valley, WY, for the weekend, so Adam and I hit the road. We drove to Driggs, stopping at the Teton Dam site along the way.

We parked at the top, and hiked down to the water. Here, Adam is thinking about doing something off a cliff.

We found a place out of the ants to take a together shot.

Adam says whenever he puts his hands in cool water, he wants to drink it. Resist.

Skipping back to shore.

Schooool's Out for Summer

Last concert, and last school project.

It really is nice to go to these concerts and be able to enjoy the music. Mr. Rick does a fantastic job with the kids. 

Jack's class' final project was a "museum" of American history. Jack's time period was the early 1800's. He knew an awful lot about it.

Utah!

I went down to the land of bliss this past weekend, because my father and two aunts were sharing an 80th birthday party. On average, it was appropriate, since Dad is 81, and Vola and Merline are 80 and 79. While there, we got some flying in at the Point.

Blurry picture, but that's Paul's new fiancée Suzie. Along with Grandma, Cassie and Mark, and Pete. She's from the ward back in Arlington, I gather. They met in Primary some few years ago.

After the birthday party, Pete made me go to a Real Salt Lake game. He and his buddy Nate screamed themselves silly. I enjoyed the game quite thoroughly, but quietly. 

Jann says Pete may be short, but he is a handsome feller. This is all of us but me. Pete, Paul, Grandma and Grandpa, and Mark and Cassie.

Pete launches Sam's JW. Don't break it. (More than it already is.)

At times there were four of us in the air at once. Pictured is Paul's first ever successful flight of his Moth. 

The wind was pretty minimal, but we had a blast. We wish Jeff could have been there too, but he was busy. It is much better to fly with buddies, than solo.

Mommy Day

This Mothers' Day, we mixed metaphors a bit. We got a Pendleton blanket for the bed that has a design "inspired by Art Deco design elements of some of New York City's iconic skyscrapers.... It is a salute to the skilled Native American steel workers who built some of the city's most beautiful and famous landmarks" During the 1920s and forward, many Mohawk and Iroquois were hired as workers during construction of tall buildings, and "quickly earned a reputation as top-notch, sure-footed workers on high steel." The name of the pattern is Skywalkers, after these workers, all of whom were named Luke.