This is what it is like to raise children.
The Scene: just after lunch, at Zoltan's room
Me: Zoltan, go downstairs and put away the mac and cheese.
Zoltan: I didn't leave it out.
Me: Then who did? Nobody else had any.
Zoltan: It's not out.
This is what it is like to raise children.
The Scene: just after lunch, at Zoltan's room
Me: Zoltan, go downstairs and put away the mac and cheese.
Zoltan: I didn't leave it out.
Me: Then who did? Nobody else had any.
Zoltan: It's not out.
Disclaimer: Terry neither took nor edited these photos.
After last week's aborted attempt to hike Wasootch Ridge, I realized I needed conditioning - more hiking. Everyone else in the family had other plans for the day, so over the weekend I took myself to Ha Ling. First impression: wow it seems like the road to nowhere as you head towards. I worried the potholes would break the car. Second impression: I was surprised and delighted to find a parking spot in the parking lot. Third impression: nobody should hike in the mountains in April without decent ice cleats and yet a full half of my fellow travelers lacked them. As some careened down steep parts I feared I'd be knocked over like a bowling pin.
At the top, I was sitting on the rock ledge you can see on the bottom right of the above photo. The snow you see just above it is a relatively thin icing, the other side is just a massive cliff.
These are the mountains I could see during the entire hike once I got above the tree line.