tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82657732258687906362024-03-12T18:16:12.076-07:00Gurr Family Cabin Fun!Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-52859940694499380102012-08-28T14:59:00.001-07:002012-08-28T14:59:16.627-07:00Great Times!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17400262066188676490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-26802583927941687972012-01-17T12:11:00.000-08:002012-01-17T12:11:20.010-08:00Young Women Overnighter!I am planning a trip to the Cabin for the weekend with my Young Women. This will be April 27th-28th. I just wanted to let everyone know, so that they could put it on their calendars and NOT be there. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was so much fun at the cabin this weekend..... Great Times!!!</div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17400262066188676490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-58728500503470076262011-08-31T15:12:00.000-07:002011-08-31T15:44:12.084-07:00A Work in Progress but Always Beautiful<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO-wggzzspbQ_hyphenhyphenztSt2w0RteEXHJ5RK9hq3jrot8akDH5WRWPrxaUBx5YIEcag2f3rikYUlOCkNwZEukbQqpZgOyLWHj_F1P_Fri6555gQ_flg8KaZx88NfhetUYklnnR0Pq0UClM5FW4/s1600/IMG_2681.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO-wggzzspbQ_hyphenhyphenztSt2w0RteEXHJ5RK9hq3jrot8akDH5WRWPrxaUBx5YIEcag2f3rikYUlOCkNwZEukbQqpZgOyLWHj_F1P_Fri6555gQ_flg8KaZx88NfhetUYklnnR0Pq0UClM5FW4/s320/IMG_2681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647153214554566562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The blue room with the loft entrance.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9oApGMujsQ8_H-O4X-KnRDEIOFmNRJ8Zurn6LB5aAvGaQ0aqI73L8-oxOCx2AUpO1QOBCJ5ZSKQ6zHjozETrjPKVTezKJoZ_tyWl0EVw24SVYhIbBywCwqAUGZ1sp5Yjgf2vubIymTEQ/s1600/IMG_2661.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9oApGMujsQ8_H-O4X-KnRDEIOFmNRJ8Zurn6LB5aAvGaQ0aqI73L8-oxOCx2AUpO1QOBCJ5ZSKQ6zHjozETrjPKVTezKJoZ_tyWl0EVw24SVYhIbBywCwqAUGZ1sp5Yjgf2vubIymTEQ/s320/IMG_2661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647153208233318674" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">If this could generate power we wouldn't need no stinking power lines! It's always going.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWxgGmU6OjlXl_NNtDyJ1Sf4bsfw1TIThwWtgwRIGRrJZAyFYRwADF1dziJrt8AEazI1Ls62BSayj2me7jzYTpBFBdvqdJCq9jXFyj0026rkkFR10tvCsDq39liVxpYbWRtQgokagpaT5j/s1600/IMG_2684.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWxgGmU6OjlXl_NNtDyJ1Sf4bsfw1TIThwWtgwRIGRrJZAyFYRwADF1dziJrt8AEazI1Ls62BSayj2me7jzYTpBFBdvqdJCq9jXFyj0026rkkFR10tvCsDq39liVxpYbWRtQgokagpaT5j/s320/IMG_2684.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647147888119358930" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The new and amazing ceiling fans.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgICBclJeuWJbj32W4yS7AGhRsz7JkIX_ZNxxPKaBwRaZLCEsDtCXpWd0Ytpi7776GXzHi7PzTTi_Rhe9PZh8qREmKFODFpfZ1Rg38Yz1chnQesDCJ3uA0CSBKTfgAaEYpaA1GY-c18_5Kh/s1600/IMG_2683.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgICBclJeuWJbj32W4yS7AGhRsz7JkIX_ZNxxPKaBwRaZLCEsDtCXpWd0Ytpi7776GXzHi7PzTTi_Rhe9PZh8qREmKFODFpfZ1Rg38Yz1chnQesDCJ3uA0CSBKTfgAaEYpaA1GY-c18_5Kh/s320/IMG_2683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647147860440508818" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Almost done!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUpko5MzUz6uFzAb77yv9G6A57eg_2pmq-2L8rpZajwPrF3bIeesL3eUsjGEyak0XPgVzyqg8w9OUVAw4rp6rGc03gS6CmJNI7YaL2ah3qOXW2by3j6qD1W9NDFV8ZWR0mJ9DNAck2UkJ8/s1600/IMG_2675.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUpko5MzUz6uFzAb77yv9G6A57eg_2pmq-2L8rpZajwPrF3bIeesL3eUsjGEyak0XPgVzyqg8w9OUVAw4rp6rGc03gS6CmJNI7YaL2ah3qOXW2by3j6qD1W9NDFV8ZWR0mJ9DNAck2UkJ8/s320/IMG_2675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647147845840516738" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">"The hideout" that isn't very hidden.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqGjTmT6qvBQiOJrixAgjWArY6bk08XDDpjkeYAAypchPlIim9H4bde812n-bDfK1sBXFC02xgSTtwFwQOsoCCElp-BhpKXfsX_P_-qjzhmA7M-BqslKc-ysQyPgvqQXcScXB8XJ5aJOYN/s1600/IMG_2660.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqGjTmT6qvBQiOJrixAgjWArY6bk08XDDpjkeYAAypchPlIim9H4bde812n-bDfK1sBXFC02xgSTtwFwQOsoCCElp-BhpKXfsX_P_-qjzhmA7M-BqslKc-ysQyPgvqQXcScXB8XJ5aJOYN/s320/IMG_2660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647147822230508690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The kids in the ditch, and shadow puppets.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOFpW2hR5fPZr7PNQP2hGZflMLyQnqcv1P8nCv-64ng5tKAF1v4jEj7uTrVVK1FGMbqag9x0Ua_-MUN5juefFWJbHTzKLjaoC3DwVAxzRgLZPJR1bYyD_lVQ00RnDRrSN-0XVrfBiHdXUc/s1600/IMG_2678.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOFpW2hR5fPZr7PNQP2hGZflMLyQnqcv1P8nCv-64ng5tKAF1v4jEj7uTrVVK1FGMbqag9x0Ua_-MUN5juefFWJbHTzKLjaoC3DwVAxzRgLZPJR1bYyD_lVQ00RnDRrSN-0XVrfBiHdXUc/s320/IMG_2678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647147807543731938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">It's so beautiful at the cabin.</div></div>Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-31343474084003440592010-07-24T13:06:00.000-07:002010-07-24T13:16:42.769-07:00How many girls does it take?????We went to the cabin a while back, we had a great time as we always do.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimzqccQJ3dKOCGcO65W1LphI3LKb3yKVz2ZzZFENXi2LNW1HGKit5KaFxfvp9H0en2wQ9-j3Myl_nsdlT5eAJxlcrYGJfKwkFNPFOSC4HnkEyvO_jYeqXrCNd-9uN-jDZsARvL_LIDYWDt/s1600/vegas+2010+059.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497567437745985842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimzqccQJ3dKOCGcO65W1LphI3LKb3yKVz2ZzZFENXi2LNW1HGKit5KaFxfvp9H0en2wQ9-j3Myl_nsdlT5eAJxlcrYGJfKwkFNPFOSC4HnkEyvO_jYeqXrCNd-9uN-jDZsARvL_LIDYWDt/s320/vegas+2010+059.JPG" /></a> Kimber sure knows how to build a fire.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLIVAPgWMio0aHlHflIjjq6ksu61cAwaEFsqvOCx0p_NdFUDAaCC4M_-m9LyEsgcLbMOAhry1dX6PZADkAo5VXya9Y_srBmSivOjSMpp3rOrBUatOoMBgJthscjmOQNZch3ldFu-iuaH9w/s1600/vegas+2010+060.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497567431508578994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLIVAPgWMio0aHlHflIjjq6ksu61cAwaEFsqvOCx0p_NdFUDAaCC4M_-m9LyEsgcLbMOAhry1dX6PZADkAo5VXya9Y_srBmSivOjSMpp3rOrBUatOoMBgJthscjmOQNZch3ldFu-iuaH9w/s320/vegas+2010+060.JPG" /></a> Judy, Kimber, Tonya, and Shelly built a chair. We had some small complications like you shouldn't build something on the deck where small things like.... a small screw can fall through.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio34r8NgqVb692xhVEvJjR9OJEoWKvp0JpBAIcagao7NZiwPOHcFD0M9oeS-fh9SlEtbJS9S0uuZ5ynIt6VugC84uDJRmay7g6F21OjrNRwKvNbBOTGXxaQyhKmCJSsVKYv23FC2pNGzLV/s1600/vegas+2010+062.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497567422303670050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio34r8NgqVb692xhVEvJjR9OJEoWKvp0JpBAIcagao7NZiwPOHcFD0M9oeS-fh9SlEtbJS9S0uuZ5ynIt6VugC84uDJRmay7g6F21OjrNRwKvNbBOTGXxaQyhKmCJSsVKYv23FC2pNGzLV/s320/vegas+2010+062.JPG" /></a> But dont you worry, we found everything we dropped.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeM69nyvfvPJOsc4kHi8d5R0ZwIbjFfJKuD9NUo-YTcoZAR9cDV07aw0k4vLhs6HtOTqgvA0F6bgBLBHsOSlqfQ_e0-9NguAUJdTalXZfHhtPrpl5JsHTa0LAVKZIAjLIrvAlT8LDrKuRl/s1600/vegas+2010+063.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497567415250312594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeM69nyvfvPJOsc4kHi8d5R0ZwIbjFfJKuD9NUo-YTcoZAR9cDV07aw0k4vLhs6HtOTqgvA0F6bgBLBHsOSlqfQ_e0-9NguAUJdTalXZfHhtPrpl5JsHTa0LAVKZIAjLIrvAlT8LDrKuRl/s320/vegas+2010+063.JPG" /></a><br />We had a fishing pole with a magnet that we made to retrieve the lost pieces. We laughed so hard, and had so much fun..... oh yea, and the chair didn't fall apart when someone sat on it.</div></div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17400262066188676490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-49844472164865105552010-05-16T16:57:00.000-07:002010-05-18T12:45:32.476-07:00Another Successful Ride<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Another enjoyable weekend at the cabin. Everyone seemed to have a good time and no major injuries. More work was done on the remodel of the upstairs rooms thanks to the hard work of the men (mostly), and the grounds are flourishing as much as they can in the deserts of eastern Utah.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJw-dk-DbXYbzMZyLia-88ZJnmARVuQ7-m9SYDonxgYltj5cDZoj2U759Gth8F0GQnYFZTNRmeTY5447MTOv91CFIru30Qih9nlZNxbcoqMwH92-I24qDPiBj1t7PwYTHDBv0bqYymDzo/s320/DSC06138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472023585454380354" /><div style="text-align: center;">The kids wearing themselves out hiking up the mountain.</div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYx6ruEHRvKSEUKL9OrWe7YFV49eK-01Rv9_wynXUC1nJIVYOjGl5i6fg22MkC6wKsvnc3c4z3115BWqB2geSKKgNSJlEwxMdypFrSV7ybKWwlR9V7ZfXoddVD29CzPl-7czfhsa-8yLw8/s320/DSC06160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472023581473637794" /><div style="text-align: center;">If you look closely, the colors around the cabin are beautiful.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcmG7UNwaXOIDJ4s6X7TaOI01ZQYiCvKCmQGP5JnzqvOndMXZ1QI2CqhDMPQEIUSGFDye9f_bM-4AUtpI6be7lQx-Z9rXYKHAOBdWhwb0AwOD-9du1bjbYaneEVUioJP_Gqo-crW93nZ5J/s320/DSC06142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472023571067936530" /><div style="text-align: center;">The view from the top of the mountain behind the cabin.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBONwjZEA0e0pn8Yy4VEvbTcPqA8n9yYLpAANSDFTQzzYBqrj3e4c5iNmXWqUEPFIKDC_MSNqZmDDL3fF6i8dEvw7RrnnWtMl2MH1iPh7FIvtj05CxiVyY0yANw4WLS-GRmhPCdEsXEFci/s320/DSC06149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472023564307205474" /><div style="text-align: center;">The infamous wreckage a short ways from the cabin is the basis for many tall tales including tales of murder, lost campers destined for disaster, and Half-head.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtKf1ZCRJhmMAFfGffwSeWw9xEhDAi-36LigddTiZOQxbUIEd-QSfrAlALWHQUXlBqJZLFKWTbYxkloE9rWSxPkDHN4dH4TSd_q-R-WO1DnvwyKEwQcu_-E8Nf3T91H3PTQy1vNuUljdyR/s320/DSC06131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472023555905727874" /><div style="text-align: center;">If you look closely at the speck on the rocks against the sky, that's Meghan. It's the only place she can get phone service to text her friends. Apparently the hike is worth it. She did it many times every day. Crazy teenagers.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-4979145040176129822010-04-25T19:40:00.000-07:002010-04-25T19:47:03.822-07:00What a wonderful place to beThe Clark family finally made it to the cabin. We had a blast<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqx8-jhCqZ5YRE1tEPlEqCvmXIxnaKLcUWTY1IT-zP1n2RGpOFn9oVvd-0w998s39eByoZzESwt_472T_cDeuCVacSPbZ7SqXkLgm69Q5OYOegAMP_ZSstSUUcnYvNAvORGj7ZdS_QZmI/s1600/Cabin+April+2010+027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464271078539161538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqx8-jhCqZ5YRE1tEPlEqCvmXIxnaKLcUWTY1IT-zP1n2RGpOFn9oVvd-0w998s39eByoZzESwt_472T_cDeuCVacSPbZ7SqXkLgm69Q5OYOegAMP_ZSstSUUcnYvNAvORGj7ZdS_QZmI/s320/Cabin+April+2010+027.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh540u6ArfEQj6uQG07ob2isdJR1upNyujdhFEGg07NxxyzyU6QDr0ZMyVyX7hX4zJG6kz8__YO1pcEyiwHc04guH1-OH5m_CYzAlIS_MXTOe-FGurFV1XGDovbXi-5SkrpV_734zj-iSV-/s1600/Cabin+April+2010+025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464271068402947090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh540u6ArfEQj6uQG07ob2isdJR1upNyujdhFEGg07NxxyzyU6QDr0ZMyVyX7hX4zJG6kz8__YO1pcEyiwHc04guH1-OH5m_CYzAlIS_MXTOe-FGurFV1XGDovbXi-5SkrpV_734zj-iSV-/s320/Cabin+April+2010+025.JPG" /></a> Of course there was the four wheeling<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg42FE-EHCKZYjcW1ZDcIG5s8GrpUiQdRQM5LeHGhukfmmBbQk1VXget2wgqevvy3bwWsf1vrLRWGellCnMB9HBusJUWRch5mvZ-qQRViaaS_DDuYG_QyW1Gz9yB5TsxdOPS4MUWYvwcUMk/s1600/Cabin+April+2010+013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464271057178699554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg42FE-EHCKZYjcW1ZDcIG5s8GrpUiQdRQM5LeHGhukfmmBbQk1VXget2wgqevvy3bwWsf1vrLRWGellCnMB9HBusJUWRch5mvZ-qQRViaaS_DDuYG_QyW1Gz9yB5TsxdOPS4MUWYvwcUMk/s320/Cabin+April+2010+013.JPG" /></a> Climbing the mountain<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiFjYR2I14wQIeO0THifKHzJZpOtgXxwRfzYfb-D7eFUrX5O1ZQ9fuIYpdxXFEEwYY8AdxMV89HZU1sEdHIAhF4bGrVVo-0BcYHURFRZF-b6rjaiawmtdJcELRm80nsxHUcD9OzRmAK5ea/s1600/Cabin+April+2010+004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464271046845244130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiFjYR2I14wQIeO0THifKHzJZpOtgXxwRfzYfb-D7eFUrX5O1ZQ9fuIYpdxXFEEwYY8AdxMV89HZU1sEdHIAhF4bGrVVo-0BcYHURFRZF-b6rjaiawmtdJcELRm80nsxHUcD9OzRmAK5ea/s320/Cabin+April+2010+004.JPG" /></a><br />showing and telling the kids things I use to do as a kid. I have so many wonderful memories of the cabin. This was the first time going without grandpa.... Ever. I am so grateful for having the cabin to share memories with my family.<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibAj9QqVU0di7esOA_dBnbEYTJBuP6oM8OWOxWHxUz0Grerdfw5CnzSx9jHkyoALVrfSNKsHYy4hqoR06HfBACQ8Ev6GHxAVizYePwJp10MQqeGaBeFQ-4OFFOK5M4L25yjXWx64sksSPe/s1600/Cabin+April+2010+005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464271036022104546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibAj9QqVU0di7esOA_dBnbEYTJBuP6oM8OWOxWHxUz0Grerdfw5CnzSx9jHkyoALVrfSNKsHYy4hqoR06HfBACQ8Ev6GHxAVizYePwJp10MQqeGaBeFQ-4OFFOK5M4L25yjXWx64sksSPe/s320/Cabin+April+2010+005.JPG" /></a> We remembered just how wonderful it is up there, and are going to try and get there more often this summer.<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17400262066188676490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-27225374688963674872010-03-18T16:36:00.000-07:002010-03-18T16:49:46.718-07:00Cabin Moments by Kimber-Chipmunk on the loose inside the cabin. Poor guy was traumatized. <div>-Jeff B. starting the field on fire next to the fire pit and trying to put it out by himself, one dixie cup at a time.</div><div>-Heather pushing me down the snowy mountain without a sled. Hit a rock and broke my tailbone. Wanted to die, but was going to take her with me.</div><div>-Getting so mad when you lost $.25 in pennies playing cards.</div><div>-Brittle septic tank. End of story. </div><div>-Watching my mom getting goosed by a stick while being pulled behind a snowmobile on a tube.</div><div>-Jeff B. tubing down the mountain across the street from the cabin. Tube stopped at the bottom, Jeff didn't. Sailed across the dirt rode face down, stood up, spit out a mouth full of mud and yelled, "I'm telling!" I put him up to it.</div><div>-Half Head. Does he or does he not exist?? </div><div>-Boating in style on the disco boat.</div><div>-"Horny" our pet horned toad for the day was named by my mom. </div><div>-Heather asking if the dear the guys shot dear hunting needed a bandaid because he was bleeding. Heather's brutal introduction into the cycle of life.</div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-62683297995032081382009-10-29T10:17:00.000-07:002009-10-29T10:23:41.426-07:00GrandpaIt has been 4 weeks without Grandpa, and I miss him everyday. I came across this song the other day, and although not everything in the song is like Grandpa it sure made me think of him. There are so many parts of the song that describe Grandpa so I wanted to share it. If I was this creative I would have wrote a poem or something, but this song is perfect.<br /><br />Grandpa<br />By Justin Moore<br /><br />You stood on that bank when I got baptized,Gave me a 30-30 when I turned 9. At 16 you caught me drinkin' out in the barn.I could hear you cheerin' when we won state, and you held my hand at Grandma's grave.And I'll always be thankful, that you never sold the farm.<br /><br />Grandpa, you stood so tall,Chewed that Red Man wore overalls.You were the same man on sunday morning as saturday night.You were five foot six to the top of your hat but, when you talked about the war I thought you were superman.American born simple man with a southern drawl.You walk the walk, talk the talk, Grandpa.<br /><br />You still swear Roosevelt was the best. That a home grown tomater tastes better than the rest and, fifty years goes too fast with a woman you love. Well this life I've chose is gettin' busy now and when I walk up on your front porch; It's just like I'm still young.<br /><br />Grandpa, you stood so tall,Chewed that Red Man wore overalls.You were the same man on sunday morning as saturday night.You were five foot six to the top of your hat but, when you talked about the war I thought you were superman.American born simple man with a southern drawl.You walk the walk, talk the talk, Grandpa.<br /><br />Yeah, American born a dirt road man with that slow southern drawl.Now keep walkin' the walk and talkin' the talk, Grandpa.Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17400262066188676490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-48098873197467974712009-10-05T09:17:00.000-07:002009-10-05T09:31:33.084-07:00The memories will last a lifetime.I'm not sure how old I was, but when I was young Grandpa and I went on a motorcycle ride at the cabin. I really dont remember much of how it happened, but I remember chrashing, and we went down the wash. Grandpa hit his head on a rock or something, He only cared that I was ok. A few scrapes and bruises, but we were both ok. He was so loving though, and he didn't care that he was hurt, as long as I was ok.<br /><br />Grandma and Grandpa took me to California to visit my mom, and I remember the trip being so much fun, and I remember Grandma and I listening to Juice Newton the whole drive home. I felt so special. They were really good at making me feel special, Taking me to the cabin when my parents weren't going. There are alot of cabin memories, but other memories too. Like Grandma taking me shopping for my birthday every year.<br /><br />And of course the spaghetti. Grandma had the best spaghetti in the world. I could go on and on about her spaghetti. Grandpa took over the spaghetti making when grandma died. He would make me spaghetti and bring it to me every year on my birthday. I think yesterday was the first time I didn't have spaghetti coming for my birthday.<br /><br />I dont know how we lucked out to have grandparents like Grandpa and Grandma Gurr, but I am a better person for having them in my life, They were always there for us, and they are missed everyday.<br /><br />I couldn't have said it better myself when Bradlee said " Grandpa will be missed by alot of people, I know he loved me, and I will miss him so much."<br /><br />Thank you Kimber for starting this blog, and always posting great memories. I hope the rest of us can help by posting our memories as well. I cant help but smile when I see a new post. Grandpa and Grandma left such a great place for us, and I hope we continue to go to the cabin and stay close as a family. I am blessed to have a family as close and wonderful as ours. Thanks!Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17400262066188676490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-70445145385980828362009-10-05T08:31:00.000-07:002009-10-05T08:43:40.265-07:00Grandpa and Grandma StoriesNow is the time to make sure their stories are never forgotten. Please, everyone take the time to post your favorite stories of grandpa and grandma.<div><br /></div><div>I'll start with an experience that was highlighted in my poem. I was about 8 or 9 years old and we were at the cabin. It was in the summer and the dog food was sitting on the porch in a bowl. It was disappearing faster than the dogs could eat it and at the same time grandpa's truck wasn't running very well. He lifted his hood to see what was going on and found dog food all over his engine, tucked in every nook and cranny. Grandpa walked to the cabin, got his gun, walked back to his truck, and started the engine. A Pack rat went bolting out of the truck's engine compartment and up the mountain, but he wasn't fast enough. Grandpa jumped out the the truck and without even aiming he shot the pack rat dead. Every jaw dropped excepted grandpa's. He had a wide grin. Grandpa walked a little taller that weekend. If I didn't know better, I would even call it a strut. A cowboy through and through.</div>Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-45042406570272507652009-09-30T20:46:00.000-07:002009-10-01T08:19:23.548-07:00Cowboy Guy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEiHkg6o2_Da7V7RzbTYsEs9tYgohjS9a9kd3Pb2botUF0VRmQBpRqN8zDqnk1GlEC1Mwb66LXDih2VPQnPDE74IXjgksSXxpBpuvSZSV_-duZ3OBalOYMpKnAsJaz_VQD5wtc78SzhX_b/s1600-h/P5260068.JPG.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEiHkg6o2_Da7V7RzbTYsEs9tYgohjS9a9kd3Pb2botUF0VRmQBpRqN8zDqnk1GlEC1Mwb66LXDih2VPQnPDE74IXjgksSXxpBpuvSZSV_-duZ3OBalOYMpKnAsJaz_VQD5wtc78SzhX_b/s320/P5260068.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387480074990566578" /></a><br />Stetson hat and bolo tie.<div>Sunday best, 'cause he was a cowboy guy.</div><div><br /></div><div>If grandpa wasn't home, nothing was wrong.</div><div>He had cabin fever all year long.</div><div><br /></div><div>At the cabin the grandkids ran awry,</div><div>While he watched from the porch with a smile, 'cause he was a cowboy guy.</div><div><br /></div><div>Fishing, hunting, going exploring.</div><div>He made sure life in Fruitland was never boring.</div><div><br /></div><div>He would come over for dinner or just to say hi.</div><div>Then home to watch bull riding, 'cause he was a cowboy guy.</div><div><br /></div><div>And bring on the food, 'cause grandpa could cook!</div><div>Though I don't think he ever referenced a book.</div><div><br /></div><div>Who needs instructions to get a turkey to fry?</div><div>He didn't, 'cause he was a cowboy guy.</div><div><br /></div><div>Grandpa taught me a lot, like how to care.</div><div>How to work hard and how to swear.</div><div><br /></div><div>How to plow snow with a tractor, how to build a shed.</div><div>How to shoot without aiming and kill the "blankety-blank" rodent dead.</div><div><br /></div><div>He taught me all politicians are liars and crooks.</div><div>And how sometimes you got what you wanted 'cause of your rugged good looks.</div><div><br /></div><div>But most importantly he taught me to help others, rather then stand by.</div><div>And that's what he did, my grandpa, my cowboy guy.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Love you grandpa.</div><div>See you in heaven.</div><div>Love, Kimber</div>Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-72902624714956533692009-07-06T19:40:00.000-07:002009-07-07T07:36:53.330-07:00Thanks Grandpa and GrandmaI am now in my 30's. Yes, shocking I know, but I still remember going to Fruitland, Utah on a very regular basis while the cabin was being built. I was quite young but I remember we would stay in grandpa and grandma's trailer at night, and explore the terrain all day. That's how it all started. When the cabin was finished it officially became the coolest place to go and Jeff and I were the envy of all our friends. Grandpa was always making improvements to the cabin and making sure we were having a good time. Grandma was always making sure our bellies were full of the most unhealthy treats a grandma could provide (fried chicken, chocolate doughnuts, candy, soda, and so much more). It was heaven on earth. Sometimes we were going 100 miles an hour hiking, boating, sledding, and 4-wheeling. And sometimes we just sat on the porch for hours watching the chipmunks, squirrels, and birds as they feasted on the treats grandma left for them. Over the years the memories have grown and so has our family. Now it is my turn to help build the memories with my kids, but it won't be the same. You see, grandma died a few years ago and grandpa's time here on earth is short. But despite the pain and heartache, I will always have the memories of grandpa and grandma at the cabin and when I think of that, I smile.Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-52210169755897752762009-01-19T10:35:00.000-08:002009-01-25T19:30:35.153-08:00Cabin Fever!Let's get up there! See the trip planner. Add comments below about what works for you. Lets make some memories!Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-90021232773117385562008-12-10T02:38:00.000-08:002008-12-10T02:49:02.262-08:00Winter MemoriesWinter has always been my favorite time of year at the cabin, when there is snow that is. I love pulling around tubes behind snowmobiles and 4-wheelers, and sledding is always a blast (at least all the times I went sledding and didn't break my tailbone). It is just so cozzie and peaceful during the winter months. I love the memory of Jeff and I sledding down the mountain across the street from the cabin and Jeff face planting in the road. It was a dirt road then so he got a mouthful of mud. If it had happened now, he would have knocked out all of his teeth. I remember one year there was about 6 feet of snow and we had to use the tractor to get to the cabin. My mom and I went for a walk one day and I almost felt claustrophobic because all you could see was snow walls on either side of you and blue sky. I sure hope we get a lot of snow this year. Our sleds are collecting dustKimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-4577399337950042752008-11-17T17:16:00.001-08:002008-11-17T17:32:11.205-08:00Things you Learn to do at the cabin as illustrated from our visit in November.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkVggbu8-8myiHrbUv2D78Yd7FXyZiCO2z4-OWaBab35sWoeX4bFIU0phpbKHEUfK-SEMy70PpOzQw2SCM-b6IBF8Wm6R3X5mi5r1hqFvL38BuGkKzmgtSCGlspYK_M0UM8wf9CTKqsai/s1600-h/DSC03779.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkVggbu8-8myiHrbUv2D78Yd7FXyZiCO2z4-OWaBab35sWoeX4bFIU0phpbKHEUfK-SEMy70PpOzQw2SCM-b6IBF8Wm6R3X5mi5r1hqFvL38BuGkKzmgtSCGlspYK_M0UM8wf9CTKqsai/s320/DSC03779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269802474277549106" border="0" /></a>How to shoot stuff<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WK01hMmjKjEbAS4ScDx_mU_p_Pjinc9pZMQ0b1YS_yufMOnowbZ8uc3hpZIwl1urpMnOiXRgL3I0ewd0df_0xL2W2KWubsnMR7tn1tMljrzKN1jkvHokaTs5L6FEGUgoFNpvxjilFWoB/s1600-h/DSC03758.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WK01hMmjKjEbAS4ScDx_mU_p_Pjinc9pZMQ0b1YS_yufMOnowbZ8uc3hpZIwl1urpMnOiXRgL3I0ewd0df_0xL2W2KWubsnMR7tn1tMljrzKN1jkvHokaTs5L6FEGUgoFNpvxjilFWoB/s320/DSC03758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269802471144219554" border="0" /></a>How to explore <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">scary</span> places.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh93XpDATpgwUqXef9SGq4TjA5ll4IoeI4TpRzOFT_iyqtqxBRe84eg54BMHDByNaj3jvVACKHXvBuXDrUkA-UR3TQBpSvZS7U-MmxjG6KZdUZB29Xk0CuhKbWrcAe0EOAVW7ieTxqaCRHy/s1600-h/DSC03761.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh93XpDATpgwUqXef9SGq4TjA5ll4IoeI4TpRzOFT_iyqtqxBRe84eg54BMHDByNaj3jvVACKHXvBuXDrUkA-UR3TQBpSvZS7U-MmxjG6KZdUZB29Xk0CuhKbWrcAe0EOAVW7ieTxqaCRHy/s320/DSC03761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269802469409460722" border="0" /></a>How to climb tall mountains.<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0zoNC1DBhWSn_jwZVOVjlvphWY6SM1x2zYpM4-NWpf6I5WgF3GsYyhXi2VXGJjnmRzWSZfC5cUJh2UI-u67Av3k8DbWgS1yC7R7inF2650RFY59nZbjMA7CUKIB6aTYJBAgsgGh88KBRI/s1600-h/DSC03773.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0zoNC1DBhWSn_jwZVOVjlvphWY6SM1x2zYpM4-NWpf6I5WgF3GsYyhXi2VXGJjnmRzWSZfC5cUJh2UI-u67Av3k8DbWgS1yC7R7inF2650RFY59nZbjMA7CUKIB6aTYJBAgsgGh88KBRI/s320/DSC03773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269802460810941682" border="0" /></a>How to drive (kind of).<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiooyuIXYRXflaI_RVl7UaWVhRd-ubhTYk98K7TclpDFgFEFQH5au1jC52FxfxgQbooLM-SySMjZLfbcJnIFvN7S2Hjst_Ve3XoJfGaoS2fMJnBWwiZJrUwwyr_Ov-jyfAV23gfzTR2nnpL/s1600-h/DSC03763.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiooyuIXYRXflaI_RVl7UaWVhRd-ubhTYk98K7TclpDFgFEFQH5au1jC52FxfxgQbooLM-SySMjZLfbcJnIFvN7S2Hjst_Ve3XoJfGaoS2fMJnBWwiZJrUwwyr_Ov-jyfAV23gfzTR2nnpL/s320/DSC03763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269802453956611010" border="0" /></a>How to don safe, yet stylish head gear.<br /><br /></div>Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-21925806945277462132008-10-30T09:04:00.000-07:002008-10-30T09:12:10.947-07:00Food!!!I have so many fond cabin food memories. Especially the giant breakfasts. Hash browns, eggs, toast, sausage, bacon, orange juice, etc...I'm hungry just thinking of it. And who can forget all of the endless junk food. So, call me crazy, but I'm not having any sugar during the month of November (Sundays are free days). So next weekend I'm going to bring fruits, chips, crackers, and stuff like that to snack on. Heather and I were also thinking that for lunches we would bring up lunch meat, cheeses, and crackers. As for dinner Friday night, we are open for suggestions. A pot luck of some sort with bring your own meat?? I think I'm up for some steak! I've heard that splenda does a brown sugar now, if that is true I'll probably whip up some caramel popcorn. We'll see. We are so excited to go up!Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-11079070357282477472008-10-18T19:34:00.000-07:002008-10-18T19:36:52.386-07:00Trip PlannerHey that weekend sounds great to me! Let's plan on it!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-81944122878501175002008-10-18T19:31:00.000-07:002008-10-18T19:33:22.806-07:00Hey, this weekend sounds great to me! Let's plan on it!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-10114824456813026702008-10-17T19:10:00.000-07:002008-10-17T19:29:06.953-07:00Hunting sisters, I've got one in my sights!When I was somewhere between 11-13 years old Jeff got a B.B. gun that we took to the cabin and did a lot of target shooting with. It was our little introduction to mindless violence. One day I was doing my thing, goofing off by the garage that houses the 4-wheeler and fishing boat, when my arm started stinging really bad. I looked down and saw a nice B.B. sized welt on my upper left bicep, and there was Jeff looking at me in horror. He told me the gun went off while he was trying to cock it. I believed him and didn't tell my parents because, well I'm not sure why I never told them. I was known far and wide as an amazingly gifted tattle-tale. Anyway, years later, like 15 years later, Jeff and I were talking about that day and my not-so-little anymore, pip-squeak brother told me it hadn't been an accident after all. He SHOT me on purpose because he was mad at me for some unknown and of course, unjustified reason. We were at my parent's house when this conversation was taking place and needless to say, I tattle-taled on him on the spot and he didn't even get grounded. There is no justice in this cruel world.Kimberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02335450346145418611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-37359231244243100552008-10-10T22:04:00.000-07:002008-10-10T22:09:32.442-07:00<span style="font-family:georgia;">Hey with the hunt season here 'til forever, let's just plan a weekend to go up there. I'm sure all the guys will be going up there pretty much every weekend anyways. Kelly's having his knee scoped October 23rd, but he can be a gimp up there just as easily as here! What do you think of having the Halloween party there? Let me know. Penny</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-7562044924572305952008-10-10T21:42:00.000-07:002008-10-10T21:54:17.986-07:00Penny's Near Death ExperienceOkay, I finally figured this blog thing out! Talk about near death experiences...any near me was near death trying to figure out how to join this blog! My near death experience was on the lake...Starvation Reservoir that is. We had rented one of those big 5-seater banana tubes & I think Kelly had just upped my insurance policy 'cause he tried to kill me! I don't remember who all was on the banana with me, but it was no life-saving flotation device as Kelly did figure 8's over & over again until the waves were about 20 ft. high, then proceeded to hit the biggest wave head-on. The next thing I remember was being under water so far I didn't know which way was up to the surface! Yikes! It's a good thing I had a Coast Guard approved life vest on to help me float to the surface! Apparently when we hit the wave, I flew (in the MOST lady-like way) pretty high in the air, then did a fabulous entry into the water! It must have scared Kelly because by the time I surfaced, he had already turned the boat around and was by my side! I was fine, but not all's fair in love & war because he wasn't brave enough to let me drive while he rode the banana!! Lot's of fun cabin memories!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-52498728103803373852008-10-09T15:00:00.001-07:002008-10-09T15:08:50.827-07:00Fishin!!!My Family enjoys going out on the boat and doing a little fishin. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE_5ustnlkt8YkgfJR7c3P6QEsk-ZLVibZcud7XyaQCNZVtTEGq3D_Uc2Etz53D-18J9AEc-FUefmvial6I9xrHIpOfAgWZ1Ep3FdGWJz5Fdj4a1D8PGoTUfzAI4Iqn9EGI5eXrBSiQUjf/s1600-h/misc.+pictures+066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255278373869304034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE_5ustnlkt8YkgfJR7c3P6QEsk-ZLVibZcud7XyaQCNZVtTEGq3D_Uc2Etz53D-18J9AEc-FUefmvial6I9xrHIpOfAgWZ1Ep3FdGWJz5Fdj4a1D8PGoTUfzAI4Iqn9EGI5eXrBSiQUjf/s320/misc.+pictures+066.jpg" border="0" /></a> Kaylee loves fishing, just don't ask her to eat the fish because she names them, and calls the fish her pets. That makes for a dramatic ending when it comes time to cook the fish.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPhmX-cLEh7RvaLI9_tWrjNmIUtH5bXOjNguz0BlsucR_7TLDMB6tfjHbJdgz-ViWo6735q3ih-wQXAUoZhvS8l5PnL9G50-Kn-tUx4MWyVdGmU-Wb0-L99WbsiqG7O56wB0_n-wQDQfLq/s1600-h/misc.+pictures+080.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255278372732277058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPhmX-cLEh7RvaLI9_tWrjNmIUtH5bXOjNguz0BlsucR_7TLDMB6tfjHbJdgz-ViWo6735q3ih-wQXAUoZhvS8l5PnL9G50-Kn-tUx4MWyVdGmU-Wb0-L99WbsiqG7O56wB0_n-wQDQfLq/s320/misc.+pictures+080.jpg" border="0" /></a> Grandpa drives the boat and locates all the fish for us.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq1Ed-f26ELpB-jbkXYdBGBz5_et7Frk8ivAw9p9lhrDQQJ_czTsMN7m3H2EFnu2UfXNWWyqwCQvdskU4u1QQ-B2LoCOshKQNirAvb8K_5Lm5C951A2Ax0OmDbK4IB-fUsa8kM2LYKlBZs/s1600-h/misc.+pictures+093.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255278378219720546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq1Ed-f26ELpB-jbkXYdBGBz5_et7Frk8ivAw9p9lhrDQQJ_czTsMN7m3H2EFnu2UfXNWWyqwCQvdskU4u1QQ-B2LoCOshKQNirAvb8K_5Lm5C951A2Ax0OmDbK4IB-fUsa8kM2LYKlBZs/s320/misc.+pictures+093.jpg" border="0" /></a> My dad has his own tricks to catch the fish.... always involving smelly jelly.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDYVSi8qpnsVVwmP_QTPKttMdRLblo8-w8xS3XQ5JJ2iYDc8ShPkDSM9JV-hqhZw_BRXrSKu2NbA6bI3kXjLZclclcxQETP2fdyVS12AYx4LenL24wK64pEfLYsbebJsYyeKGh4Qjk4Xby/s1600-h/misc.+pictures+090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255278382560342642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDYVSi8qpnsVVwmP_QTPKttMdRLblo8-w8xS3XQ5JJ2iYDc8ShPkDSM9JV-hqhZw_BRXrSKu2NbA6bI3kXjLZclclcxQETP2fdyVS12AYx4LenL24wK64pEfLYsbebJsYyeKGh4Qjk4Xby/s320/misc.+pictures+090.jpg" border="0" /></a> Jeff is pretty good at catching a fish or two. He trys to let the kids help.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamQOeo3a1RXiP-0ijIoGJX3Ncz2RnwcPQfqSf4fj-FA2dFmqfE7htUd48f_x6HZAR_NIDfX_jkgrVhs94P-T_B4LchKqLN1zsxrHnuTVg1zridXHTe_iHzmcy7bgTPTE74rsvBdU0NGRV/s1600-h/misc.+pictures+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255278387515576098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamQOeo3a1RXiP-0ijIoGJX3Ncz2RnwcPQfqSf4fj-FA2dFmqfE7htUd48f_x6HZAR_NIDfX_jkgrVhs94P-T_B4LchKqLN1zsxrHnuTVg1zridXHTe_iHzmcy7bgTPTE74rsvBdU0NGRV/s320/misc.+pictures+076.jpg" border="0" /></a> I on the other hand just sit back and relax on the boat. I am not much of a fisherman. But look at that beautiful view behind me. Who wouldn't enjoy that?<br /><div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17400262066188676490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-88437096713525120592008-10-07T20:35:00.001-07:002008-10-07T20:42:52.594-07:00Ok here is Adam's near death experience at the cabin. I think it was 2 years ago and the boys were out riding four wheelers. Adam turned around to look at Bradlee (he still had his thumb on the gas of course) and while he was turned around he drove right over the edge of the wash. He climbed out himself and then broke down into tears. He is so small he must have layed between the handle bars because all he had was a long scratch all the way down his back. It took my dad, grandpa, Shane, and I think Jeff C. ( I can't remember) to pull the four wheeler out. He was so brave he got back on after a couple hours and now he watches in front of him instead of behind.stephanie wilkersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724666182462236771noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265773225868790636.post-74650782054773100302008-10-07T20:34:00.000-07:002008-10-07T20:35:18.926-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyPHq5FL5coV5uEDxBoN5HPjgOFActuICwXb0Gk7KcSNc2P2y3QoO1QT8cHPluxpcb8yzxS-lg_WbIqkLc0G2xj4ZCGSC4N-I76hbX4b8UlcsvO4AplXs0WjJpMIjpgiiSsbovVSPRzg/s1600-h/spring2008+018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254621441667399506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyPHq5FL5coV5uEDxBoN5HPjgOFActuICwXb0Gk7KcSNc2P2y3QoO1QT8cHPluxpcb8yzxS-lg_WbIqkLc0G2xj4ZCGSC4N-I76hbX4b8UlcsvO4AplXs0WjJpMIjpgiiSsbovVSPRzg/s320/spring2008+018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>stephanie wilkersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724666182462236771noreply@blogger.com0