This last week with my husband in Florida and I being swamped with a project for the local school, I will admit to being neglectful of my children, including going out to dinner 4 nights in a row (the kids said that they love it when dad is out of town!) Today our church had a conference that could be watched on TV or via the radio. So I decided the kids and I could spend some quality time on a fun ride seeing the fall leaves in the mountains above our house while "listening to church." I got the dogs and water and left around 10:30 A.M. I didn’t worry about packing any snacks or lunch because I intended to be home by noon. We had a great time, stopping occasionally to explore, including a wet trip into a beaver pond. Skyline Drive in our mountains is usually a road that extends into the city of Farmington but was ruined this year due to our extremely wet winter. Have no fear, I saw another road going east and thought it would get us down into the town of Morgan that lies directly east over the mountain from us. Let’s try that! The sign said: This road not intended for passenger vehicles. I was in a 4 wheel drive, not a wussy passenger car! Let’s plow through! It was a lot of fun going over huge rocks, gorges and through huge puddles! I taught my kids what the handles on the sides of the car were really for! We were having a great time until we noticed the clock quickly moving forward and we were still deep in the mountains…we were hopelessly lost! No problem! Bubba picked up my cell phone to call his Dad in Florida to ask him if the GPS—in Florida—could help us find our way home. Good thing we had no reception so Dad didn’t have to lecture me on reckless behavior with the children in tow! We continued on until we turned a corner and there stood the weather towers on Francis Peak! Great all that driving with still no hope of an exit! We turned around. Then began the real fun, being lost, hungry (LouLou asked me to please stop the next campers we saw and ask them for food) we were tired, one of the dogs threw up and It did NOT smell pretty and then that same dog jumped out of the moving vehicle slightly injuring herself. Well, what started up as a leisurely drive ended up being a FIVE HOUR adventure! Of course the kids will forget about me driving them to assorted lessons, helping with homework, volunteering with scouts, making dinners and cookies etc, etc, but I’m sure they’ll remember the time that mom got them lost in the mountains with the puking dog! Ah, the memories!
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10/2/2011 05:21:35 pm
Sounds Fabulous!! I love adventures like this...but I always pack food because I'm afraid of starvation...
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Angela
10/4/2011 12:45:20 pm
We did the same drive last fall. Except, we were slightly more prepared and brought a picnic lunch. While we were stopped enjoying our picnic lunch in the beautiful mountains covered with autumn leaves, our wandering dog found something absolutely revolting to roll in. We didn't realize she had acquired a new stench until everyone jumped back in the car to head home. The smell made us all want to gag up our lovely picnic lunch. We spent half an hour scrubbing the dog with bottled water and clorox wipes. Then enjoyed three hours in a car that smelled like lemon scented death. Ahh, the memories.
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Amber
10/5/2011 01:00:36 am
That sounds like something I'd do. I don't have kids yet though, and Grant doesn't get "lost" so it would end up being just me, stressed, freaked out, and crying.
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Jellybean
10/24/2011 01:19:41 pm
Yes I will remember that forever. My favorite part was when LouLou wanted to pull over to eat grass and asked for a tissue and then ate it.
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