


That's all we took of the park, which is really a shame. Marcella was extremely cute on the swings. She's only 10 months old, but she still gets a kick out of sending her foot on a collision course with my schnoz. We also played Frisbee and slid down the slide. I also skinned my knee on the big toy. It doesn't hurt anymore, but it does have a scab still.
Our next great adventure was a trip up Millcreek Canyon. I think we did this on Friday...so the park was probably on Thursday or something. It's been so fun to have Jeff here that all of my memories have sort of mashed into one big funsystemthought. Greg rode his bike from Kaysville to Grandma Noni's house, where he hitched a ride with us up the canyon. His ride was 32.1 miles in length, and he averaged 16mph. He thought he'd only average 15, so he's faster than he thinks. He held Marcella while I messed around with the tinfoil dinners.

Our camp chair has a foot rest that doubles as an amazing Baby Prison! It helped Marcella stay away from the fire while still giving her access to all the dirt she could eat!! I wonder if this is why she got sick?

We had some dilectible tinfoil dinners. I've always been of the "less is more" persuasion as far as tinfoil dinners are concerned. My rule is if you put more than five ingredients in (I'm talking main ingredients, salt and oil/butter don't really count for these purposes, but other spices do), it won't taste as good. So we used potatoes, chicken, onions, carrots, and peppers. The peppers were pretty tasty. I'd say they're probably the tastiest item I've ever eaten inside a tinfoil dinner. It gave me a good idea for what to do next time...Tinfoil Dinner Fajitas!! It would be super tasty, and you could give different people different packs...Kanien would take Chicken, I'd take Pork Loin, and Jeff would take Octopus, I'm sure.

We went farther up Millcreek than I've ever been, to a picnic site called "Pine Ridge". It was an excellent area. Up here the sides of the canyon are closer to the road, so you feel closer to the mountain. All around you the cliffs shoot straight up. Also, there are no beer bottles in the fire pits, and there is less traffic on the road, so you get an amazingly solitary canyon experience. We crossed a small bridge where I snapped a couple of 20-second exposures...


3 comments:
Those look like some fun trips. Millcreek canyon is so beautiful. Did Greg ride his bike home too?
Looks like you all had fun. So the question is who learned ho wto eat dirt from who. like was it owen from jeff, and then marcella from owen. that's what I want to know.
Spencer, you don't have to teach kids things like that. They just come to earth knowing they should eat dirt until they're 3. In Marcella's case she prefers rocks too.
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