At the last moment we decided to go camping. Where did we go? I don’t know. All that I know is it was a beautiful drive.
We were late with the leaves by a week.
But it was still a nice drive up.
We ran into these ladies. They are on their way down for the winter.
This is camp for the weekend. Coming up the canyon wasn’t my favorite. It was steep and narrow and I will never pull the trailer up it again. I found out that I’m familiar with this canyon and have been up here many times, but the other side of it. We will be going home that way.
The following morning we went out for a hike.
We picked a mountain and went up it. To the top!
Eli loved it. He is pointing to the next mountain top he wants to hike to tomorrow.
We found many acorns with “hats” during our weekend.
We spent the afternoons reading books.
The evenings we played games.
As we were packing up I heard, and then felt 🙂 a large crash. The trailer fell! One leg fell, then the other leg! The motor gave out and we didn’t have anyway to get the trailer onto the truck.
We got in the truck to head home to get jacks. That would mean we would be driving all day. We would have to leave the trailer and come back the next morning. Paul had an idea to contact his father through the ham radio to save some time.
I’m so glad there are nice people out there willing to help. Paul’s parents arrived at dusk. Paul and his dad had just a few hours to jack up the trailer and hook it to the truck before they lost daylight.
Eli didn’t waste any time with playing in the dirt. 🙂
I didn’t take pictures of the trailer balancing on blocks of wood on top of jacks, but Paul and his father got it up.
We jumped in the truck and started heading out in the dark. We were heading down and deer hunters were coming up. A long line of trailers!
The canyon road was so narrow, we are still unsure how we passed without being hit or the other trailers going off the road! We are blessed to get home safely.