Wedding Wednesday: Wyoming Wedding

Congrats to Kassy and Jake Skeen, the newly weds. The hubby and I went on a weekend road trip to Cody, Wyoming to witness a lovely wedding in the mountains of Wyoming.  The landscape was the perfect backdrop for the joyous occasion. If only I had remembered my cowgirl boots. 

Thank you {Nora} for the oh-so-lovely spotlight of my shop on your blog.

Zions Weekend

A couple weekends ago the hubby and I went to Zions National Park with another couple, Kylee and Dustin.  I love Utah and it's gorgeous and diverse land.  The weather was absolutely perfect, about 70 degrees the whole time.  Gorgeous!  We hiked Angels Landing and I have to say, it is one of the most terrifying hikes I have ever done.  It has chains and two sheer slopes on each side of the trail.  It happened to have snow on the trail as well that made it that much more terrifying. 

It was a lovely trip.  We ended up rock climbing in St. George, UT the next day at Green Valley Gap.  It was truly a perfect three day weekend.  Short, sweet and action packed.   

Weekend Wonderment: Long Weekend

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Hello hello dearies.  I am taking a long weekend, starting today.  I will be taking a road trip to enjoy the gorgeous scenery of Zions National Park.  On Saturday I will be rock climbing in St. George, UT.  I am oh-so-excited to enjoy the warm sunshine, good company, and spectacular sites.

While searching for some vintage Zions pictures for this post I ran across a {wedding} held in Zions National Park.  How cool is that?  Be sure to check it out.  Enjoy your weekend!

Weekend Review: Canyoneering

This past weekend the hubs and I and seven others ventured out into the red rocks for some canyoneering near Moab, UT.  It turned out to be more of an adventure than we had originally planned.  We camped the night before and woke to a cold gray day.  We arose from our warm sleeping bags and slipped into comfortable layers of outdoor gear.  We hiked until we got to the canyon mouth, our first repel.  The first five repels went smoothly.  We gently lowered ourselves down the ropes one by one lower and lower into the canyon.  

The canyon was gorgeous; tall red rock engulfed us and we found ourselves looking up at the majesties of this world.  Though it was quite cold, it worked to our advantage.  We did not have to get wet because all the water pools were frozen over.  We had our very own ice skating rinks to twirl and to slip on with not a soul in sight.

It sprinkled here and there yet the sun poked it's head out to say hello now and again.  The weather was a bit bi-polar.  At the last repel, a 205 footer, was when mother nature turned it's ugly head.  The winds came howling in at 50 miles per hour.  We all felt nervous because we knew a storm was headed our way.  We set up the gear while our jackets and pants flapped violently in the wind.  The first person went over the edge down the flailing rope to our end point.  

We were all putting on a brave face to help one another feel a little better about the situation.  As soon as the last person's feet hit the ground the storm burst from the clouds above.  I truly believe we were being watched from above, other wise that nasty wind would have blown that storm in much faster.  In the end we were all a little more aware of our senses and emotions.  

It was a memorable trip with good laughs and good company.  We experienced a fearful encounter together, and in these times, it's comfortable to be around such strong people.  I hope you all had a fun and adventurous weekend!  What's in store for this next weekend?  Snow shoeing and building and sleeping in an igloo for me!  I love the diverse regions of Utah.

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Fall Break Weekend

Last weekend was fall break here in Utah.  Though my husband and I aren't in school we took the liberty to take time off and went to St. George, Utah to enjoy some rock climbing and kayaking.  We camped on the lake and rock climbed all day.  It was beautiful.

Abandoned Car

While on a rock climbing trip in the middle-of-nowhere, Utah we came across this aged abandoned car.  It reminded me of the abandoned hippie bus at my husband's cabin.  It was near an abandoned mine shaft. This is located in Joe's Valley, Utah which has amazing bouldering.  

What did you discover this weekend?

Rock Climbing Pt. 2

Maple Canyon, Utah is gorgeous isn't it?  Rock climbing was exquisite, plain and simple.  

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A BIG Mile Marker

I do not drive anything fancy.  I drive a 1996 Nissan Maxima, Maroon: the exact color of the dress I am wearing today.  My car is named Lucy.  Lucy and I have been through a lot together.  Today marked a large mile marker, the 200,000 mile marker to be exact.  I caught it on camera above to remember the moment of delight when all six of the number flipped in unison (while driving but ignore that fact please).  

Let's reflect back on what Lucy and I have shared together:

I have cried in that car.

I have kissed in that car.

Cross country road trips.

Singing at the tops of my lungs to my favorite playlists.

I have killed several deer while behind the wheel.

I have shared secrets.

Made friendships.

Given a ride to a (somewhat stinky) hobo (not recommended).

I have slept in the back seat overnight.

I have gotten 2 flat tires, but never broken down.

That doesn't even begin to explain the journeys we have shared together.  Thank you Lucy for what you have provided.  You may not be pretty, but you serve me well.

Old Hippie Bus Pt. 2

This is the highlight of my trip to the Skeen family cabin.  And it is every year.  We hike not too far from the cabin to this random old hippie bus in the middle of the mountains.  The cabin we stay at has no water or electricity.  It really is in the middle of no where in the Rocky Mountains of Utah.  We have to drive out miles and miles on dirt roads.  How this random bus got out there, I will always wonder.  It has remnants of a bed, a fridge, a sink, and other such things.  Someone must have lived there at one point.  I wonder what they were like.  Crazy?  Revolutionary?  A hermit?  A hippie?  I really want to know the story behind bus number 14.

Sitting on the Dock of the Bay

The family cabin my Great Grandpa Love built many moons ago.

A serene lake nearby.

The scared fish my cousin caught.

Sunbathing on the dock.

I had a lovely time at the family cabin.  My family lives all across the nation from Texas to Tennessee to Arkansas to my family in Utah.  We are all over the country in different states.  Our family cabin in Island Park, Idaho brings us all together.  We celebrated our Grandparent's 50th Anniversary while enjoying the serene outdoors.  Fifty Years!  That's more than double my life time.  I can't wait to be there and see what has become of my own love with my husband.  It was a lovely weekend.  I hope you enjoyed yours!