We spent last week down at Lake Powell with Michelle's family. It was a great time and had been way too long since we've been down there. It is such a miraculous place to just sit back and take in the beauty all around you, whether in the day or night. We spent time in the water, in the sand, and looking at the stars.
Here's the whole gang.
Cliff Jumping.
1-2-3... jump!
Michelle hanging out with the girls in the front of the boat.
Looking at the cliffs for lizards and birds.
The chitlins.
East and I chilling in the back.
Two hambones striking a pose.
Conner's first fish at Lake Powell (a bass).
Grandparents and boys... that's trouble.
Emree trying to stay in the shade.
The fishermen.
The beachcomber looking for more shells.
Easton's first fish (a catfish).
Conner and I hiked up the Hole in the Rock trail where the pioneers came down the canyon in wagons and crossed the Colorado. He did a great job on the mile hike up and on the way down.
At the marker.
About 1/2 way up.
Ella wondering when she gets to take a nap.
The boys up Clear Creek Canyon, a cool little place off of the Escalante River arm.
What a great time it was... can't wait to get down there again soon!