This is Savannah before all her mosquito bites
Mommy and baby moose
Grandma and Olivia
Christina and Savannah
Grandpa and Savannah
Anthony and his huge? fish
Tom actually did catch a big fish!
Elise with her catch. It is about 8:30 pm, so it is getting a little dark.
Christina and her fish.
On Wed. July 30 we went up to the Uinta Mountains to go camping. We invited our sons to come along if they wanted. Thomas and Elise and their two children Savannah and Olivia, and Anthony and Trudy came with us. The ride up was uneventful until we turned off the main road onto the dirt road heading to Little Lyman Lake. For 16+ grueling miles we were tossed about and bounced along until we came to the spot where we set up camp. Few! The jolting is over, now it's time to fight the hordes of mosquitoes and horse flies! Savannah looks like she has the chicken pox, she was biten so many times. The Uinta's are very beautiful. We camped somewhat close to the river. Bob went fishing every morning before anyone else was even up. We fished in the evening. We did catch and release. Everyone had a great time fishing. Christina brought her bow and arrows and used a box for a target. A moose and her calf walked right by our camp maybe 60 yards away! Anthony brought up his four wheeler and we would drive around looking at the beautiful meadows and cliffs. On Friday we took the truck and four wheeler to go see an old abandoned area where there are over 10 log cabins left from what use to be an old railroad workers community. When we got back into the truck, it turned on, but sounded awful. There wasn't enough power to put it into 2nd gear. Finally we started chugging down the road back to camp. We were driving 5-10 miles per hour! Once in awhile it would get enough power to get up to 15 mph, but then it would die down again. So, we prayed and hoped the truck would work on Saturday so we could get out of the Uintas! When Bob started it up again on Saturday morning it would cough and hardly get up enough power to shift into gear! So, we decided we would leave the trailer, Anthony would drive his four wheeler out, and Tom and Elise would follow behind us to make sure we could get out. We left everything in the trailer so their would be less for the truck to carry. We drove out going 10 mph. Going up the hills we were afraid the truck wasn't going to make it, or that it might start rolling backwords! But the truck kept going! Once we got over the summit of 10,235 feet, we started downhill and coasted most of the way. When we got to the main road we put the four wheeler in the back of the truck and sent Tom and Elise on to find an Auto Zone. We were driving pretty fast (up to 50 mph) considering the problems! Maybe the truck had altitude sickness! We made it to Evanston in 1 hour instead of 1/2 an hour. We were told the fuel injection motor had gone out and if we were to continue to drive it, it would ruin the motor. So, we unloaded the back seat of Tom's car so Bob could go home with them and bring a truck back up the next day to pull the trailer out of the Uintas. We called Cliff (a friend of ours who owns an Auto repair shop) and he was able to come up the next day (Sunday) and tow the truck home on his tow truck. Christina, Trudy, Anthony and I spent the night at a small motel. We are so grateful to Cliff that he was (1.) available and (2.) had the right equipment to get us home. He let us use his duly truck that he had just bought two weeks ago to pull the trailer home with! All in all it was a nice trip, but once again it will end up being more expensive then we had planned on!
Bob and Anthony checking to see if they can fix or find anything on the truck.
