On Saturday we had gone up to the mouth of Little Cottonwood Canyon to a family friendly trail and met up with our neighbor, Lyndsey, and her three kids. The colors were gorgeous and the air was filled with that yummy spicy fall scent. The only downer was when the boys stood on an old log that the bees liked to call home. Amazing enough they received only one sting each. It was unusual how many bees and wasps were in the air along the trail and even back in the parking lot. I had never seen anything like it!
On the drive back I asked everyone who had fun. Claire pipes up, "not me!" She didn't get stung by a bee but did have to use the Forest Service hole-in-the-ground restroom facility. It was smelly, there was no sink or hand sanitizer available (very important to my hygiene conscious daughter), the hole was big and she was concerned about falling in. Amen sister, falling in would scare me too! Erik responded, "medium." This meant he didn't have a great time, but didn't have a bad time either. Darn bees (or wasps). All that aside, the rest of us had fun.
Megan had fun because she got to be carried around by her dad in the backpack.
Erik, Daxton and Kai ready to take on the world. This was before the bees took on them!
Daxton, Kai and Claire. We did see mountain goats too but they were so far up the mountainside I didn't bother to attempt taking any pictures with my sissy camera.
Lyndsey and Janae
