Showing posts with label Camping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Camping. Show all posts

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Catching up

Over the past month, quite a few things have happened, so this might be a long post.  First we decided to take the privacy restrictions off the blog.  Maybe when we are famous, and everyone wants to know all about us we will put them back up.

With my parents teaching English in China, we are lucky to get to live in their house!  Back in July I put an add in KSL's classified to see how hard it would be to find a renter for our house.  we got over a dozen calls that night, and had a contract for it the next week.  The renters were going to move in on the 24th, but asked if they could move in a week early, which was great for us, but meant we needed to move out a week earlier.  after moving out, we took a few pictures of the CLEAN house: 





The next week we went camping with Sloan, Amy, and Dan at Christmas Meadows.  It was beautiful!





It was also Edie's first time fly fishing.  She did a great job, though we didn't catch anything.  The scenery was well worth it!







when we were packing up the camp, Sloan came over to tell us they had found a lamb in a hole.  I had backed into one of these holes earlier that day, so knew they were deep.  Sloan was on his way to a shepherd's camp up the road, and Edie and I went to take a look.  His back legs were STUCK!  It seemed he had struggled in the mud, and then when he stopped struggling it solidified around his legs.  after a few minutes of struggling the shepherd came back with Sloan.  The first thing he did was yank on the lamb's ears, but it wasn't budging.  Edie talked to him a bit about Peru, where he is from, while I tried freeing the lamb's back legs (the shepherd's arm's were too short).  after a few more minutes we were able to free the poor lamb, who the shepherd said must have been there for two to three days, since that is the last time they had been through there.  

Much to Edie's Chagrin I tried my hand at spanish (really just speaking Portuguese with an accent), and asked Quantas sheepes tenhes?  In my defense, when he first came up to us he said Sheepes two or three times, and I figured the word for sheep wouldn't be the same in Spanish as portugues.  To the suprise of Edie and Dan, he didn't miss a beat and said mil quinentos.  I guess that is how he didn't miss the one, and didn't seem like it would have been too great a loss if he hadn't got it back.  So much for the ninety and nine...

This weekend we went shooting for Sloan's birthday.  It was only the second time I had shot trap, but I think I did pretty well.  Edie got the best shot of all though when she caught this sequence of Sloan smoking a clay pidgeon...


Here is another picture Edie took while we were shooting.
Group Shot...No Edie wasn't shooting at the clay pidgeon with the 22, though she probably could have hit it.