this post is for any of you nay-sayers out there. i include myself in that group. the nay-sayer group says things like, "no. the world is not gonna get any kinder. no. the cost of living is not going to go down. [and for those in my own family] no. mom would never be able to hack that 4 wheeler ride. no. she wouldn't even try."
let this post stand as evidence for our family history that we were proven wrong. mom actually braved the atv trail to dead lake all on her own atv. she join us all for a fantastic adventure up the mountain on the most difficult and long trail to dead lake and then on the easy and more direct route back to the cabin. mom even crossed the mud pit by herself and a few other equally scary spots for her. i was beyond proud. it was possibly the first physically challenging thing i have ever done with my mother where she has held her own and kept up. she was a trooper and i wished all of my brother's and my husband [who are normally with me on these trails] were there to witness it first-hand. i could hear my brother's voices cheering her on over the stream crossing through the mud up to the other side: "maaaawwwwwuuuuuummmmmm."
the other thing that was a miracle in and of itself is that my little 4 year old boys hung in there for 3 long hours of very bumpy riding as a passenger. granted the entire time they were afforded front row seating [which left my shoulders and my dads--who rode with them--very sore for the next few days]. still it was not an easy going trek and i was really proud of them for not complaining. they enjoyed the entire trip. thanks to the sudweeks for coming with us. it was like having two sets of very dear grandparents for the boys and me. loved it.
the photo below was taken on the ride the night before. we were all there including rod. we went up to scope out the next day's trails. rod left that night so the big ride the next day would have me in rod's place and the sudweeks riding together.
[left to right: mom, dorothy s., morgan, rod, jack, dad, walter s.]
jack coming up the trail with dad
my morgan coming with my dad across the mud pit.
and my mom doing it all on her own [scared spitless i might add]
i just love my dad's body language in the back. like saying: "what do you know? she did it. i told her she could do it!"
i love all the aspen tree groves on this trail. the rocks are bad but the trees are so worth it.
the long and steep trail takes you all the way to the site of the old sawmill from the 1800's. nothing stands there now but the clearing is in a grove of trees and over looks a wooded canyon. we had a deer come dashing out through the trees while we were here.
destination: dead lake. it isn't really dead. fish jump way up out of the water and bugs are teaming all around on the surface. the boys saw bright neon blue dragonflies and the most amazing refection of trees & bright blue mountain sky. this is a place i have come several times before they were born with my husband, dad and brothers. now i am able to go with my own boys. this was the first of many trips here with them.
my mom, my morgan, my dad, my jack [age 4.5]
this ride was the best way to end our two weeks at the cabin. the next day we recovered, cleaned and left for home. these three hours with my parents and my boys were the kind of stuff i hold close to my heart.