The Joys of Dry Socks.
Hello my good people! (oh heck yes, I now have 3 followers!!!) And this picture actually looks something like me.
I have just returned from Trek.
It was great, and Martin's cove was beautiful. Except for my person (Sarah Jane Wilkinson, aged 7) died in Iowa City. I didn't make it to Martin's Cove. It's okay though, because it is my theory that Sarah Jane was one of the angels who helped those poor, tired, starving pioneers push their handcarts when they couldn't anymore.
Martin's Cove is amazing. It's so peaceful, and sad, and inspirational all at the same time. My favorite place though, was Rock Creek Hollow. Rock Creek Hollow was the place right after Rocky Ridge, and the Spirit is so strong there, it's amazing. The unnamed graves were so sweet.
I liked the sweet pioneer stories.
Although, I have to say, our little experience was barely even a taste of what the pioneers had to go through.
I just have to say, I am thankful that my ancestors did that for me, so that I can be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints today.
Ok. Seriously though, on one of the hikes, we had to walk through knee deep mud, and nobody brought extra shoes, and so be grateful that there are such things as dry, clean socks.
I mean it. You don't know until it's happened to you. Just trust me on this one.
I got a mosquito bite on my lip. (Wyoming mosquitoes don't care if you're wearing bug spray or not, they'll bit you anyway. Many times in a row.) It swelled and got numb. It was okay though.
Things that made me happy today:
- I got to come home from Trek and shower
- Testimony meeting
- Thinking about my ancestors
- Cookies
- Lindhardt
- COOKIES!!!
Hello my good people! (oh heck yes, I now have 3 followers!!!) And this picture actually looks something like me.
I have just returned from Trek.
It was great, and Martin's cove was beautiful. Except for my person (Sarah Jane Wilkinson, aged 7) died in Iowa City. I didn't make it to Martin's Cove. It's okay though, because it is my theory that Sarah Jane was one of the angels who helped those poor, tired, starving pioneers push their handcarts when they couldn't anymore.
Martin's Cove is amazing. It's so peaceful, and sad, and inspirational all at the same time. My favorite place though, was Rock Creek Hollow. Rock Creek Hollow was the place right after Rocky Ridge, and the Spirit is so strong there, it's amazing. The unnamed graves were so sweet.
I liked the sweet pioneer stories.
Although, I have to say, our little experience was barely even a taste of what the pioneers had to go through.
I just have to say, I am thankful that my ancestors did that for me, so that I can be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints today.
Ok. Seriously though, on one of the hikes, we had to walk through knee deep mud, and nobody brought extra shoes, and so be grateful that there are such things as dry, clean socks.
I mean it. You don't know until it's happened to you. Just trust me on this one.
I got a mosquito bite on my lip. (Wyoming mosquitoes don't care if you're wearing bug spray or not, they'll bit you anyway. Many times in a row.) It swelled and got numb. It was okay though.
Things that made me happy today:
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