Roadtrip!!!! circa 2008

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Friday, June 20, 2008

On the Road Again…


Last summer we decided to take a road trip to a family reunion in Mount Ida Arkansas, my father’s birthplace. We were excited about getting out on the road, hitting all of the normal highway hot spots. I had planned it all out… we would stop at the Grand Canyon, 4 corners, Cadillac ranch, then hang out at with some friends who had just moved to Texas, and eventually we’d make it to the little cabin in which we were to stay nestled in the Ouachita Mountains. It was a wonderful trip, although I didn’t enjoy sitting in the truck for 10 hours at a time on a few occasions. We managed to touch 12 states in less than two weeks. I took hundreds of photos {none of which have actually been printed out yet}, and relished in the fact that my children were experiencing a once in a lifetime adventure that few children get to participate.
Now fast forward one year… it’s the spring of 2008 and we hear that our brother-n-law Bryan is going to participate in another Iron Man competition in Coeur d’Alene Idaho. Mike & I think, “Fabulous! Another Road Trip!”. I proceed to get on the internet and check out everything from here to there, research all of the places to visit. I order brochures, travel dvd’s and get on mailing lists hoping to hear about the latest and greatest places to stop. I finally narrow things down… we will leave early, stop in Quincy Washington to visit relatives, hit Coeur d’Alene for a few days, and then… since we are in the area we might as well head over to Yellowstone to see all of the natural wonders in that part of the world, and then… you know, since we are already in the area a short jaunt over to South Dakota to see Mount Rushmore was not really out of the question… so of course I booked it!
Now… last summer we traveled light… just the truck and the family. This summer… things would be different… we had bought a HUGE 31 foot camp trailer so instead of reserving at a cushy hotel that left us chocolates on our pillows we were looking at RV Resorts {as they are called now – apparently no one calls them RV parks anymore… la dee dah!}. I have come to find out RV Resorts are no small business… not only do they all have pools, internet & cable tv, but some of them even have huge waterslides to attract families {we plan on frequenting one of them in South Dakota in a few days… it was my obligation as a good mother to let my children try one out}. Anyway, things were also going to be different this year because of an addition to the family, our keeshond puppy Shasta was going to be coming along.
In my mind I had everything worked out, how fun it would all be… an opportunity for the entire family to see all of the incredible sights of the north western states… I had however forgotten one little detail that seemed quite small at the time but turned out to be quite large as our vacation plans proceeded… it turns out that my children don’t like road trips. It apparently ruins their summer vacation. {gasp} At this point in their lives they have no interest driving for hours at a time to stop for 5 minutes at a roadside attraction and then drive on… What in the world was wrong with them? Why… those… little ungrateful turkeys! Didn’t they have any idea how lucky they were that their parents wanted to travel with them and that we could afford gazillion dollars per gallon fuel prices. I apparently had failed as a parent creating two boys that could care less that Old Faithful was going to blow every 90 minutes! I quickly got over my anguish of a doomed trip and decided they were going and they would like it! They would surely appreciate all of our attempts at exposing them to new and interesting sights in the future… much later in the future, like perhaps when they have their own children, but nevertheless that day will eventually come. And then… I will bask in the glory of the unwanted road trip that we forced them to go on.
Now fast forward a bit more to this very morning… I sit here in a lovely RV resort, on the banks of the Coeur d’Alene lake (I didn’t think to research what it’s name was!), typing on our laptop, internet signal strong, listening to the sounds of camp around me. The boys & Mike are asleep… the dog finally is back to sleep… but not me. The sun apparently comes up at around 4:30 in the morning this far north and my little internal clock says that it’s time to wake when the world gets light. So for… oh… about 4 days in a row, I’ve waken up early to take the dog out (his internal clock gets up with the sun too), and haven’t been able to get back to sleep. I WILL enjoy this trip though… sleep deprived and a bit grumpy… my back hurts from the crummy trailer bed, and my feet hurt from living in flip flops for the past week. I will go on… because heaven forbid I go over to the dark side with my children and join the ‘ANTI-ROAD TRIP’ club. Send me “happy” thoughts & prayers.
Another note… I have always prided in my ability to take great photos… I don’t think about it I just see it and take it. Apparently my gift is fading because I have not taken a single great photo in the few days that we have been on the road! I have had more beautifully scenery around me within these few days than I have … well since our last road trip! Surely it’s the camera getting old. I’ll post a few pics though… and promise to make an concentrated effort to resume to my normal fabulous photography today. HA HA HA! The photo at the top of the page is our rig… lucky my husband is a truck driver and can drive it like a breeze…

Vista point in Washington that points out the various mountain peaks
Hayden cares not about lovely mountains… and opts to skate near the street.

Monday, June 23, 2008

Ironman Coeur d’Alene

Well yesterday was the Ironman… an incredible race that requires the participant (around 2200 men & women at this particular event) to swim 2.4 miles (this massive start of the swim is also called the ‘washing machine’, and as you might imagine Bryan was a bit overwhelmed as he started in the second row). He finished the swim in 1:13:04. The photos show the participants in pink & blue caps ready to begin… and then as they progress into the water. Needless to say, we could not find his blue cap in midst of the masses.

After the swim in 59 degree water, the participants run out of the water, change and then grab their bikes and proceed to bike… oh about 112 miles. AHHHHHH.  {Are they crazy?  LOL}

Bryan managed to bike the course in 5:41:02 averagine 19.07 mph. At the end of the bike ride, he was ranked 373 overall (non-professionals), and his division position was 95 (he is in the largest age division) so he did great! After the bike the participants finished the bike ride, they came in, changed and begin the marathon run of 26.2 miles.

Finishing the running portion 4:20:43 he finished the entire race in a total of 11:25:48 ranking 373 and finishing 95 in his division… not bad for a Chico boy. Good job Bryan.

After the race, all the participates go the the recovery station… some need more medical attention than others. This is Mike holding Casey, with Jenny & Bryan (Casey’s parents).

Overall a great day. Here’s a quick family pic…. more photos to come.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Yellowstone… FABULOUS!

Yea! We finally made it to West Yellowstone, Montana! The drive wasn’t so very bad because the scenery in Montana is incredible! So our plan was to spend two days here but we decided to do the entire park in one day… all day today. Thanks to Shasta waking us up early once again, we got an early start, bought our yearly pass to the National Park system and were off like a herd of turtles (as my sister-n-law Lauren likes to say). There were animals everywhere and after awhile I actually stopped taking photos of the bison or buffalo as I would call them because they are around every corner! Here’s a photo of one in particular that decided to pass by our little walkway which completely freaked me out & I was screaming (quietly of course for the fear of the big guy deciding to charge at us just like the park brochure claims they do) at Mike to turn the boys around and he completely ignores my little panic attack and patiently waits for the buffalo to pass and then we proceed like it was some poodle crossing the road. NUTS!

We also saw several wild goats, elk, a couple of black bears, a fox and an eagle in her nest. It was rather incredible! The scenery was so different from one corner of the park to the other! There are miles of lovely grassy pastures, rocky mountains and sadly miles of park that were previously ravaged by a fire… the forest shows new growth but haunting upright trees remain, bleached and dead. The massive cliffs, valleys and rivers varied throughout the entire drive and fun little mineral pools were bubbling up everywhere shooting steam into the sky. The only way things could have been better were if we were in a convertible little car. Check these photos out…


Hayden checks out the topography of a burned out section of the park.

Above are the boys of course posing for the camera with yet another picture perfect view behind them.

We slipped into the Old Faithful parking lot… walked over to where everyone was standing around and not 5 minutes later she blew! Hows that for timing? Here’s a quick pic!

This was Shasta’s favorite spot… typically a cold weather breed (Keeshond), we pulled over to play in the snow while going over the pass & Shasta went nuts! He dug his nose into the snow, and crunched on it like it was the Gridley Burgie crushed ice (locals understand completely). Poor thing, I hate to tell him he’s stuck with summers in the 100’s and winters just cold and wet. In this photo he’s got his eyes on a snowball that Koltin threw up for him to catch.

So I took about 200 photos and feel like we saw as much of the park as one can in one day. We were supposed to stay tomorrow but have gotten the itch to move on and are leaving for Cody, Wyoming in the morning, just for fun. More photos to come!

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Home at last! Home at last!

Yea! We made it home! I lost my computer cord somewhere around Cody, WY, thus the lack of posts. We are so glad that our vacation is over! How sad is that? You hear about folks needing a vacation to recoop from their vacation and that’s where I am right now. It’s taken me all week to get caught up with the business items, i.e. billing, payroll, taxes, bills etc. etc. and my house is getting in order (thanks only to Lorna who helps me clean it). Notice I didn’t mention that our trailer is anywhere near being in order… if the kids can’t find something I just say “Check the trailer” due to the fact that it sits in our drive way in pretty much the same state as it was when we got home on the 3rd… Clothes everywhere, food still in the cabinets, camp equipment lodged in, everything sits waiting for me to have a few moments to unpack. I did however, remove Shasta’s crate and put it in it’s proper place in the laundry room in hopes that once in his old domain the barking and other annoying habits of practice during our trip would eventually fade away. I am happy to say that I was able to sleep in to almost 9 this morning without a peep from him. Thank you Lord!

On the subject of dear Shasta… he did however give me a couple of black eyes and possibly broke my nose this week! Gotta love this dog! Things just keep getting better & better with him! I came home Tuesday night from a meeting at church and immediately set my things down, excitingly asking Shasta if he wanted to go outside… needless to say that he was a bit pumped up at my enthusiastic arrival, he began jumping… and as I leaned over to pick up his leash his head came up under the tip of my nose jamming it into my brain. I’m pretty sure it hit my brain because the pain caused a complete loss of usage, and my only intelligent thought process after hearing a click was to scream “Oh my Gosh” about 6 times (such drama) as I felt my nose swell on both sides. So now I sit, my nose a lovely cast of yellow, swollen, and two dainty little purple smudges under my eyes… Not pretty… And it hurts to laugh or show any facial emotion… It better heal fast because VBS starts next Monday & I will appear a bit spooky onstage singing & dancing looking like I got beat up in a fight. So… I’m almost over it.

Okay so I have a few more photos from our trip… I didn’t mention that my cousin Becky had joined us in Custer, SD… that poor girl witnessed my family in it’s full crankiness and frankly I’m amazed that she didn’t run off in the middle of the night screaming (her bunk was over our barking Shasta… I’m sure only adding to the experience)… I might have if I had a car. Mike kept freaking out over the phone service, Koltin entertained about 200 people at Mt. Rushmore with a fit that lasted the entire hike around the faces… I did enjoy her selfishly… it was wonderful to have another female to talk & shop with! She handled us well. My kids were also impressed with the fact that she jumped right in when it came to taking funny nose picking photos & sliding down the waterslide.

No disrespect to Crazy Horse, but it was fun! The indian photo below was taken in Cody, WY at the Erma Hotel, and of course Hayden spotted a skate park in Custer, SD and had to do ‘his thang’…

I have several more photos but I’m saving them for the Christmas card… ha ha ha!