On Mother's Day we decided to take a three

generation picture. This is priceless.

Our Spring Camp to The Falls was iffy at first. The winds were howling

and the sand stung when it hit your face. We set up camp and rode a little

then the wind died down about the time we were ready to cook and stayed

nice the rest of the evening. We had steak and chicken and dutch taters and

jello jigglers and pickles and beans and razzleberry cobbler for dessert. The next

day we all jumped on machines and rode to the missle. We had a super camp, but missed

a lot of family. Maybe next year!

The Youngs are loaded and ready for a fun adventure

on the trail to the missle. This was Bronson's first motorcycle ride

by himself and he did a great job! We crossed the wash about 14 times

and he dug in and made it each time.

Surprise! Kelly and Nicole stopped by for a visit.
We missed having Chad around.

Papa, Nana and Gavin sit around the campfire.

It was a lovely evening-once the wind died down.

Quinn, Ashton and Jack enjoy the evening.

Ashton cooks his own dinner!

Bronson and Gavin are looking for goodies!

Shannon, Brad and Avery relax by the camp fire.