28 July 2010

July Really Has Been "America The Beautiful" Month

"From the Mountains, To the Prairies,
To the Oceans white with foam." We have
seen them all.
This post: "To The Prairies..."

Soda Springs, Idaho
Corbridge Family Reunion
(Kris' mother is a Corbridge.)

This made my eyes water because when I looked out
at them...in my mind I saw this:

Then, I refocused and loved seeing two
brothers enjoying being together again.
They were joined at the hip for years.

On our way to Soda Springs we passed Kris'
birthplace: Malad, Idaho.

How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
moment before starting to improve the world.
~Anne Frank~

Aunt Zan is good at that...improving the world
around her. She is holding Calder and Ivy's
little Piper who is adorable. And, look at
Grandpa smiling in the background.

~I like her because she smiles at
me and means it.~

Catherine and I discovered we came dressed...

...very similarly.

I love catching them like this.

Remember---we all stumble, every one of us.
That's why it's a comfort to go hand in hand.
~Emily Kimbrough~

There are exactly as many special occasions in
life as we choose to celebrate.

Kris catching up with cousins.

We cannot destroy kindred: Our chains stretch
a little sometimes, but they never break.
~Marquise de Sevigne~

Hat's off to the many hands that
prepared extraordinary meals.

During dinner, Diane stepped in to introduce
the theme for this years traditional hayride.

At the beginning of the hayride, cousins did a
live interpretation of The Mysterious
Ticking Noise. Pretty funny. To see the
puppet version, go here.

Team Gryffindor vs. Team Slytherin


Kris' mother, Mollie is one of three remaining siblings.
She and her two younger sisters have always been
referred to in their family as "the three little girls."
The three of them were our "program" for Friday night.
They shared stories and reminisced about their
parents, as well as their siblings. Just watching them
together is "program" enough. Very sweet and fun.

Riding the horses.

Mollie with all of her children
and their spouses.

Such beautiful country...

Feeling down? Saddle up...

Time is a figure eight, at its center
the city of Deja Vu.

Kris and his dad years ago, in the same place.
(Don't you think Ty looks like little Kris here?)

Ty, Justin, and Jared.

Chandler and Karen

A color-coded generational map of family
missionaries and where they have served , or
where they are currently serving.

Chandler, Karen, Kevin and Jessica.

Kevin, Catherine, Robert and Hannah.

Kevin and Jessica tubing at Lava Hot Springs.

Tubing at Lava. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
The first run went relatively smooth for most. But, by the
end of the second run Derek had flipped and hit a rock...two
teeth came through his bottom lip area. Call's ring made by
Uncle Ric fell off, Karen's leg got scraped, Anne Marie
went under for a scary moment, Kris hit a rock and
gained a bald spot on the top of his head, and
Chase's back got scraped up and was bleeding.

~The nice thing about family disasters is that you
never have to wait long before the next one puts
the previous one into perspective.~

"Chilling" in a hot spring.
Pun intended.

Small town parades are fun!
Happy 'Founders Day!'

We drove through Lewiston and stopped at the farms
still owned by Kris' mother. Kris used to work on these
farms as a young boy during the summers, and our
kids have heard many stories about this place!

We had time, so we stopped in Logan to see the temple
where Grandma and Grandpa Hyer were married.
Anne Marie and Ty had never seen it and were
really taken by how beautiful and different
it appeared. Anne Marie said "Ooooh.
I want to get married here!
It looks like a castle!"

Now, c'mon. It wouldn't be a real photo
shoot if Ty didn't snag the camera
and take a few self portraits.

"For time and all eternity."
That's us.

18 July 2010

The "FALL" Boys

Havasupai, Arizona

I grew up with four brothers. For as long as I can
remember, I have always delighted in listening
to a group of boys telling stories about their
adventures; the details, the inside jokes, the
directness...the "boy-ness." It is just plain fun. I have
had a blast listening to Kris and Ty describe the details of
their recent adventure. I hope the parents and
leaders of the boys will enjoy these photos!

If we would listen to our kids, we'd discover that
they are largely self-explanatory.

The garage sale before the trip to
help earn money for expenses.

Look at all of those shoes! Our ward was
amazingly supportive by donating oodles
of good useable clothing, furniture, toys, etc.
The photos do not do justice to the amount of stuff
we gathered to sell. For a few weeks, our garage
looked like we could be on the next episode
of the "Hoarders" television show!

The morning finally came for departure.
Last minute decisions.

Teachers and Priests and their leaders. I happen to be
the Sunday School teacher for the Teachers. The day
before they were to leave, I overheard their conversation...
full of anticipation for the next morning: "Dude. We are so
lucky. We have three "sick" dads who are going with us!"

Definition of Sick: Groovy, Wicked, Bad, Cool, Awesome.
That oughta' cover it...

Eight miles to the village...

...two more miles to the campsite.


Havasupai Falls. For those who have been there,
the floods in 2008 "rearranged" the falls. This
is how they currently appear.

~Michael Jumping~

It was hot. But the water was cold.

Hunter, Ty, Chad

Rock Falls

~We sat at this point and let
our eyes wander across the canyon.
All worries seeped away into the
strong stillness and there was silence.~

(Well. Maybe not...with all of those boys.
But, it's a nice thought!)

Cliff Jumping

Ty shoots a photo of himself as he takes the plunge.

Pretty sure you can see what
their favorite activity was!

Bishop and Kris

One of the boys took this from "Behind the waterfall..."



Boys swimming and climbing.


The nice thing about teamwork is that you
always have others on your side.
~Margaret Carty~

Mooney Falls


Hiking to Beaver Falls

Ty, Chad, Hunter and Jerry at Beaver Falls

The boys raced boats they carved out of wood.

Ty swinging out into the water.

Hunter swinging...

Jerry swinging...

Hiking to Beaver Falls.

~The human spirit needs places where nature
has not been rearranged by the hand of man.~

Racing the boats they made.

Following their boats.
I just love hearing the fun in their voices!

It was a good week. Now they have something
to write about when asked to compose that
"What I did on my summer vacation essay..."