One thing I love about where I live is the proximity to the mountains. If I ever have burning desire to see pine trees all it takes is a 45 minute drive up the mountain. G-man had cub scout day camp up there over Memorial day so we took the family and spent the day enjoying the great outdoors. Since my hubby isn't a big camper, this is the closest my kids get to camping most of the time.
The drive up is full of twists and turns with spectacular views of the city. We always point out the spot daddy proposed to mommy as we make our way higher up the mountain. We spent the day climbing rocks, hiking, wading in streams, eating fudge, and I even took a ride up the ski lift with Kiwi. Neither of us had ever done it before. I thought it was fun. Kiwi not so much. I guess the fear of heights is genetic.
Unfortunately, due to the extreme fire danger in our area, they shut down the mountain until we get rain again. So any hopes to repeat this adventure have been put on hold. So here is hoping for the monsoons to come and a relief from all this dry weather! Here are pictures of everyone who came. This was right after Kiwi's dance recital, so my parents were able to join the fun!
Seti spent the morning complaining about the cold, but perked up after things warmed up a bit.
Here we are at the top of the ski lift. It was fun to see all the things people had dropped on the hill on the way up: a flip flop, a necklace, a waterbottle. I didn't trust the little boys to stay in their seats for the ride, so they didn't come up.
I can't resist a head shot with my little girl. It's fun to see how much we look alike.