Our final two days were spent on Monroe Mountain. Monroe is a small farming community where my father-in-law grew up. It's just a few minutes outside of Richfield, Utah. My sister-in-law hails from another small farming community, nearby called Joseph. Her family has a cabin up on Monroe Mountain. We've been hearing about this cabin for a better part of 15 years. I recently blogged a "mouse" story that originated from this cabin. Needless to say, it's legendary....
After driving over 13 miles on bumpy dirt roads and up 5,000 feet, we arrived at the cabin. This is the meadow out front... that draws in Elk daily.

The swings adjacent to the front porch were a huge hit.

Now it's our turn to demonstrate the potato gun. The meadow where the cabin sits was the perfect place to launch them!
Grandma had to try it....

All the kids hanging out in another beautiful meadow where there was signs of recent elk activity.

A gorgeous lookout just 5 minutes walking distance away...

A chipmunk eating the leftover dinner rolls that didn't get shot into the trees.

We went for a sunset drive over to Manning Meadow Resevoir. It was beautiful at the end of the day.

Taylor and Ash... just 3 days apart and the best of friends!

The sleeping area in the cabin... six double beds and one single. We actually all slept well given the fact there were 14 of us!

The kids seeing how many people they can cram into one bed!

Here's the cabin... it's been around for decades, but it's still doing really well!

Grandma had to try it....

All the kids hanging out in another beautiful meadow where there was signs of recent elk activity.

A gorgeous lookout just 5 minutes walking distance away...

A chipmunk eating the leftover dinner rolls that didn't get shot into the trees.

We went for a sunset drive over to Manning Meadow Resevoir. It was beautiful at the end of the day.

Taylor and Ash... just 3 days apart and the best of friends!

The sleeping area in the cabin... six double beds and one single. We actually all slept well given the fact there were 14 of us!

The kids seeing how many people they can cram into one bed!

Here's the cabin... it's been around for decades, but it's still doing really well!




This was only our second time coming to Manti. We'd been once before, way back in the starving student BYU days to see the pageant, but we'd never been inside. The temple workers at Manti are a bit prejudiced... and they have good reason to be. The architecture and beauty of this temple far surpass most. And that doesn't take into account that it was constructed in the 1800's!
Beautiful wildflowers were everywhere! It's too hot for such beauty in the desert!


The entire group! Gathering them all for one photo was an experience, but we managed it!
















This is where we turned around. Partly because it was getting late in the day and they were forecasting thunderstorms, and party because no one had snow gear and shoes with good traction. We talked to a couple who had just crossed this first part of snow and they said turning around was a good idea. They'd crossed a dozen or so spots like this before they gave up, but the girl said that coming back down the snow fields was no picnic. Her nerves were shot.
It had rained that afternoon, so the little boys tried sliding down the hill in grocery bags... wasn't terribly successful, but they had a great time, none the less!











