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Family Vacation

Last week we joined my parents and my sister and her family for our annual Family Vacation. Over the past several years we’ve spent wonderful weeks in places like Bend, Lake Tahoe, Lake Almanor, etc. (My first geocache was found with my Dad’s GPS while on a family vacation in Idaho!) This year I wanted to stick a little closer to home, since our girls are still quite young and don’t do real well with traveling all day. So we stayed at a friends’ cabin up in Dorrington and we had a great week hiking, swimming, and playing with our little girls up in the mountains!

Family

We didn’t get to go with the rest of the family on vacation last year, because Carolyn and Elizabeth were still so tiny, and it just didn’t seem like a good idea to travel at all. But I’m glad we could go this year, because it was a lot of fun having the girls with us. (Naturally, it also restricted our activities quite a bit, and we didn’t get to do all the things we might otherwise have done, but that’s OK.) One day, we took them on a walk in the stroller through Calaveras Big Trees State Park, and marveled at some really impressively enormous trees. This was a great place to visit because it was very close to the cabin and the whole trail was wide and smooth, which was perfect for our all-terrain stroller.

Little girls, big tree!

Another shot of an ancient giant posing with our tiny young ones. This one was so big that at some point (many decades ago) they cut a tunnel through the middle! The tree seems to be doing pretty well, all things considered.

We also spent a day at beautiful Lake Alpine. All the kids had fun swimming and playing in the water, while Dad and I hiked around the lake and found some geocaches, including a couple that were high up on some cliffs named Inspiration Point. Carolyn and Elizabeth spent a very short time splashing and playing in the chilly water, but since they still have hardly any body fat (and they’re just not used to cold water), they got unhappy rather quickly.

Dad & Mom out on one of the islands

Splish splash!

I also got to fulfill a dream I’ve had for many years, and took everyone to visit an amazing area where you can swim through a cave! (Technically, I guess it’s supposed to be called a natural bridge, but it sure looks like a cave, and frankly I just think that sounds a lot more cool.) It’s about 120 yards long, and there’s a bend in the middle so you can’t see all the way through to the other side, but it never gets entirely dark. I accidentally led everyone down the wrong (shortcut) trail on our way down to the river, so it was very steep, but we all arrived safely and everyone was suitably impressed with how cool the cave was. Janet and I spent some time playing with the girls in the water here too, and this time the girls were able to have a bit more fun. Perhaps the water was a little warmer.

This is the north end of the cave. It's fairly shallow at each end, but it's deep in the middle.

This is the south end of the cave. The ceiling starts out much lower here (that's about 7 feet high), but quickly rises as you progress further inside. This end has many spots where water constantly seeps through the rocks up above.

Towards the end of the week, I discovered that there was a “nearby” geocache that was over a month old but had never been found. That was too tempting to pass up, so Mark and I decided to go find it one evening after dinner. I said “nearby” with quotation marks because although it was only about 8 miles away as the crow flies, the twisting and winding nature of mountainous forest service roads meant that it was really going to be almost 30 miles, much of it unpaved. I carefully studied the possible routes in my GPS and on Google Maps, and it seemed that we’d have no problem getting there. But NO! One after another, our attempts at reaching our destination at Prather Meadow were denied by no less than three different locked gates and a couple roads that simply dead-ended (even though all our maps showed them going through and connecting). Sadly, I never did find that cache, even after making one more attempt the following morning with Dad. But we gave it a good shot, and despite the disappointment I thought it was a lot of fun driving around out on those quiet, seldom-used roads.

We didn't find the cache, but near dusk we did find some cool rocky cliffs overlooking a forested valley.

Catching Up

It has been a while since we posted a few pictures of the girls, so here are a few of my favorites from the last month or two. And here’s a quick update… Elizabeth is tentatively walking 10 to 12 steps at a time, and is getting more and more confident every day. It’s clear she can hardly wait to run and jump. Carolyn loves standing, but doesn’t seem to be as interested in walking (for now, anyway). They’re both so much fun!

Peek-a-boo!

Carolyn

Elizabeth

She bounced herself right to sleep!

Playing in the back yard

Cutie close-up

Grandma Upton

Grandma on her front porch - 7/2007

My paternal grandmother, Doris Upton, passed away on Friday. She lived in Carmi, Illinois so I didn’t get to see her much when I was growing up. I remember many years where we used Dad’s two weeks vacation for a summer road trip to visit family. We would stop in Wichita, KS to visit with my Mom’s family before arriving in Carmi for the 4th of July Hutchcraft family reunion. I remember spending time at my great aunt and uncle’s cabin on the Little Wabash River, running all over the place with cousins galore. I remember one of the adults giving each of the grandkids a quarter and we’d run down the street to the local market. (We really would run – and it was 90 degrees and 90% humidity.) Each of us would carefully consider what candy we wanted and we’d return with a small brown paper bag filled with our booty. When we were really lucky, we got to make the trip more than once in a day! I remember lighting bugs. And mosquito bites (LOTS of mosquito bites). I remember shucking piles of corn in the back yard. Trash was burned in a 55 gallon metal barrel. Grandma was an avid crafter – ceramics, crocheting, plastic canvas, and card making. I think I can attribute some of the joy I get from crafts to both of my grandmas.

I feel fortunate that we were able to travel to Illinois a couple of weeks ago. (See the post about that trip here.) It had been two years since I had seen Grandma, and she had never met our little girls. She enjoyed seeing them and I think the entire nursing home staff had been told we were coming.

Goodbye Grandma. I love you.

Grandma & me - July 2007

Family

Last weekend we took the girls on their first overnight trip away from home. It was an all out adventure as we loaded up, got on an airplane, and headed to Southern Illinois for a week. My Dad was born and raised in Carmi and each year over the 4th of July weekend aunts, uncles, cousins, and distant relatives return there to share family time together. In addition, Grandma will turn 90 years old in October so time was set aside this year to celebrate her upcoming milestone birthday.

4 Generations on the 4th of July - Carolyn & Elizabeth with Grandpa Hucker and Great Grandma Upton

It was a great joy to introduce our little girls to more of their extended family. And of course everyone loved meeting them! Grandma’s party was on Saturday and quite a few people dropped by the open house style party to congratulate her. Sunday evening we took the girls and went downtown to see the fireworks display. Elizabeth watched the fireworks. Carolyn mostly watched the people and the cars.

Ooh! Fireworks are fun!

The family taught the girls some new things while we were there. The girls learned to blow kisses and “give me five.” They are becoming more and more interactive and social. They’ve begun to reach when they want to be held. They hand me things and smile in satisfaction when I take it from them and say “thank you.” They’re developing physically as well. More and more we see them let go of things while they’re standing. I know their first steps will occur in the very near future.

Love

Fifteen years ago, Janet and I made vows to each other that were both solemn and joyous. We wrote these vows ourselves — or rather, we cobbled together elements we liked from several samples we looked at. We also memorized them, so that during the ceremony we could just speak them directly to each other instead of repeating choppy little phrases after the pastor. And every year since then we’ve made a point of repeating these vows to each other once again. It’s a nice reminder.

I, Dan, take you, Janet, to be my wife. I join with you to share all that is to come. I will be faithful to you as long as God gives me life. All that I am, and all that I ever hope to be, is yours. I accept you without reservation as my wife. I promise to love you and honor you, be true to you always, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, in my thoughts and in my speaking as long as my life shall last.

Countless blessings of immeasurable value have come to me through Janet. She is my friend, my lover, my soul mate, my beloved wife. I cannot imagine my life without her, and I will be eternally thankful for her.

Best. Decision. Ever.