The three of us PNWers stayed with another brother and sister-in-law up on the hill. My sister and her husband hosted my mother and some grandkids and there were others (sister's kids and their kids) in the area. A big bunch of people all related in some way or another. I have a sister in Colorado and a niece in California with their own little family members, who didn't make it and I'm sure all this information is boring as hell to most people, but I'm counting on forgetting these details in the future when I would probably like to remember them.
I love a good road trip, and we did the jaunt in one day (about 12 or so hours) both ways, and I saw some interesting and beautiful things on the way, as well.
Once we got there, we
His favorite was the tiny retractable tape measure,
because how else are you going to know how big your head is?!
- sat in the shade or sun and watched the cousins play in my sister's pool
- sat in the shade and watched Desmond and his Baba tend and feed each other from their garden
- gathered in large groups for summer evening BBQs
- attended an outdoor music concert, sitting on the grass (in the shade again)...one of the bands my daughter's fiancé plays in...which was very good and I'm not just saying that!
- took a drive up Ogden canyon, almost getting to the beach at Cemetery Point, but by the time we got there, decided to turn around and not battle the crowds, instead opting for one more trip to the Monastery instead
- had late lunch on the patio of a restaurant on the river--well, not the outdoor patio, but an indoor booth with sliding picture windows overlooking the patio
- hiked in the hills
- watched and waited for the Strawberry full moon on the summer solstice
- felt reluctant to leave