Last weekend was great fun. The Syphers, Hagges, and Browns came over to visit. We went camping on Friday night and enjoyed biking in the rain and crashing into streams. The kids had a blast and so did we, as Kay so brilliantly portrays in her photo below.
For James and Stacy this was a stoic trip (smile)
James just getting into biking. I am fat.Saturday we went out to the back yard and built a few jumps for the bikes and had a blast. The kids played in the dirt, the husbands jumped over the dirt, and the Moms put band aids on all our scratched knees. Here are a few of the pictures of the kids.
Sweet pic of Ryan on the drop in
The kids using the drop in of the jump as a slide, there all there having a great time, even Nelson (the dog) was taking turns
These guys know how to have fun
Anson and Daxton, two peas in a pod
Kegan sitting at the frontier of his life
Me looking pretty legit
Observe my great parenting skills
Ryan throwing it down for the first time on the gap
The drop in for the step up that we built
I look good flying through the air
It's the landings that I have trouble with
This week end was really fun as well. The Syphers came down again. Friday night we played around on the jump till 8 then watched Nacho Libre, which is one of the funniest movies of all time, then Ben and I went on a bike ride. We left around 11 pm and started on the trail at 11:30. Our destination was Firth springs up Spanish Fork canyon.
About 2 minutes on the trail, which is usually an hour hike, the petal breaks off my bike. Fortunately, with a little finesse we were still able to bike most of the way there, with little hiking along the way, taking about 40 minutes to arrive. The springs were occupied by a very spirited, undressed, and occupied couple whom we shared the spring with for about 2.5 hours. There was no moon or clouds the stars were consuming and the entertainment was great. The ride back took about 15 min (downhill). Got back home, washed the sulfer off and were in bed by 6:30 am.
The next morning we went out and played on the jumps some more, building it up to get about 6ft of air, which we decide was to much, and broke it back down. I went to work, when I came back we watched another movie. I must now mention that all of this was done without Ali.
Last Sunday Ali left to Pocatello to go to a birthday party. On her way back, just outside of Poky the car broke down. She had it towed back to Poky and has been there waiting for its repair ever since. We're hoping that she'll be back by Tues or Wed.
Needless to say, without Ali and the chillins, I am just a lonely man with a bike.
