Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Mog fun in Pritchets canyon with Dan Sheran driving. Amazing to see the places this vehicle can go. While it was hot we all enjoyed the outing. Pritchets canyon is the highest rating of difficulty and is not taken lightly. I have done it many times on my dirtbike but wanted my family to experience the canyon as well. The could not do it on dirtbikes so we arranged for Dan to take them in his Mercees Benz Uni-Mog. I recommend everyone with a sense of adventure to take a mog tour some day. The video shows how much fun everybody had.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Most people visit cougar canyon on the property and never see this relic from the past. Not sure what make and model it is but it has been there a long time. Often times during earlier years our ancestors just pushed unused items over the nearest ledge and forgot about them. I don't know the history behind this car but can imagine some rancher just pushing it over the edge and thinking nothing of it.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Dan Sheran and his daughter Aapree from Monticello Utah served as guides on a MOG tour of Pritchetts canyon. While smiling in this photo, Aapree maintained a stone face for almost the entire tour in the MOG, regardless of the situation. Going over or coming down huge ledges, inching past sheer cliffs, sliding off the trail...no matter, she was a girl without emotion, until this photo. We were all glad she smiled, although she never squeeled or screamed as some of the others did while in the MOG tour.
A contrast in style, yet both comfortable. Friends Terry and Lorene Eagar, now retired, came and parked their RV in the cabin meadow. They reminded us on numerous occasions that being retired meant they could go where they wanted, when they wanted and most importantly nap when they wanted. I admit to being a bit jealous on all accounts but mostly the napping. They drove in with no problem and with auto levelers had an instant home. They have been best friends for our many Arizona years and provide an example of who we want to be whenever we reach their age.
For the third year in a row, this mountain blue bird and his mate have raised a brood of chicks in the birdhouse. The amount of energy the parents expend bringing insects to the chicks is incredible. We never hear the chicks until a parent lands on the doorstep and then they all scream for the bug being delivered. In years past the male would spend time each day pecking at his own image on the pickup mirror. He either learned better or grew tired of it as he did not do that this year.
Good friends Terry and Lorene came in their motor home, parked in the meadow and enjoyed some porch time. Ashley Shumway from Phoenix also came for a few days and enjoyed some hiking and off roading. Of real note was the visit by Grandpa and Grandma Fletcher. The first time they have been to the cabin, and only for a night. None the less we were excited that now they have personally visited the cabin and can now talk about it with us via first hand knowledge. Sam isn't getting any younger and made the decision he was coming. Barb, accomodated and they drove up, stayed a night then went back home to Springville.
Sons Torrin, Dane, Bjorn, son in law Brett, and friend Brady put forth a herculean effort to terrace a portion of the back yard. They leveled, then collected huge flat rocks from the property, (denting the bed of my pickup) and put them into position. Son in law Brett was advised to take some breaks as he spent a lot of time and effort making the new patio of sorts. He responded that preferred working over changing his child's poopy diapers...So he got an awful lot accomplished.
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