A room with a view

This past Thursday we(Mike, Kristen, Creighton, friend Daxton, Karac, cousin Parker, and Caiya) hiked Mt. Timpanogos. Just for the record... it was HARD! I thought I was pretty close to being in the best shape of my life, and what really happened was I think I got my rear end kicked! That's OK though, because it was beautiful, the wild flowers were in full bloom, we hung out with the mountain sheep, and my boys got to experience something that hopefully will become a cherished memory for them, (when they are older, much older) even though they both said they hated it and will never, EVER do it again.
I was excited about this hike and very much looking forward to it. I can only now assume this is because I did this same thing about three years ago and what stuck in my memory, is a state of grace and a feeling of immeasurable accomplishment. How valuable it is to be reminded... Just as with many cherished memories, most of the fine details get lost with the gift of time (i.e. the pain and suffering we sometimes must endure, to reach most of the world's and life's summits). Time performs it's magic and what we are left with are warm fuzzy feelings, and great photo's that give us wonderful happy memories!





(Notice the thrill and excitement displayed in their expressions)


(View from the restroom is fantastic!)

The Countdown!

I'm not sure how I feel when I say this, but in approximately one month, summer as we know it is over and it's back to school for Creighton, Karac and I. Where does the time go?! This summer has been extremely chill if you compare it to last, but in our household, "chill" doesn't mean we are lounging around the house eating otter pops in front of the t.v. As I am writing this, I feel a sense of urgency... we have to get our game faces on, and prepare for some serious adventure before all some of us have to look forward to is textbooks and homework;( (I really love school though and am a little excited to get back into my studies.)
We had a blast in Jackson (Mike nailed that trip in his blog), the boys and I spent a week in Garden City (Bear Lake) with my madre, brothers/sister/nephews and niece. Bear Lake entails 1 large house, somewhere around 16+ tenants, puzzling into the wee hours of the morning, boating, biking, more puzzling, rope swinging, motorcycling, and so on.
Although it's only mid summer, sadly the end is in sight. Luckily Mike and I still have our "big trip of the summer" coming up in a couple of weeks, and enough overnighters planned, to appease that ever insatiable appetite for adventure...for now.

un·con·ven·tion·al (ŭn'kən-vĕn'shə-nəl)

Last summer was the epitome of unconventional...and so while the topic of summer and unconventional are on my mind, I thought I would share. I really miss last summer, not being tied down to anywhere or anything, being in a different and amazing location almost daily, made every day full of wonder and excitement. I realize that everyday can be that way no matter where you are, but being at home in the grind of daily chores, jobs, and other responsibilities, make it a little more challenging. We do have small and medium scale adventures on the calendar, I think I am just getting antsy.

One of our options this coming weekend is to partake in a popular summer activity I was introduced to a few years back and is one of many on our growing list of 'unconventional activities'. It is called "one man rafting". This requires a (one per person) $10 single man blow up raft from Walmart (Walmart=mandatory), you, and a river. It's just you and that raft, where you end up and the condition you are in when you get there is all up to you, and your ability to paddle that $10 raft with your arms, solo, down a river, through rapids that hopefully scare you a little/ lot. Where this sport origionated I can't say, but it's one of many activities passed on from Dan Loveridge (who could possibly be one of it's founders) who then went on to teach Mike everything he knows. If we go, we will go to THE spot...which is located on the Snake river near Jackson Hole, Wy. THE spot is the home of two sets of rapids that are a one man rafters paradise. Big Kahuna the first of the two, can range from being a class II to III rapid, and Lunch Counter the one following, ranges from class II to IV, depending on early or late season. Weather this is safe, or a good idea...I won't comment on, but it is definitely a rush and hours of fun can be had by all, weather you are a participant or just spectating.

If the Snake river doesn't work out this weekend, we have an awesome backup plan, the destination...Moab, which will include one hut, one four man raft, a river, swan diving off of a medium sized cliff, hippies, and plenty of sunshine. Wherever we end up, I have no doubt that our summer is going to be full of conventional and unconventional fun, and we'll try and capture all of the little bits and pieces of it that we can, so you can catch a glimpse of our version of true down home unconventional fun!

*Notice: Everyone survived however it was a little traumatic.

Gratitude

The state of being grateful; thankfulness.

I experienced this (state of gratitude) while I was out running this morning, which is unusual because of the strong feelings of dislike that I have for running. An overwhelming feeling of gratitude overtook me as I was on my rout down the old white church road, and was drawn to the smell of the early morning, fresh cut hay, and horses lingering in the air, all while running under the shadow of the mountains AND getting to watch the sun come up over Mt. Timpanogos. I am grateful.

Kristen

For the Book of Remembrance

I have to say that even though it was a Loveridge family reunion of sorts (Parents Carl and Donna, five brothers Mike, Jim, Rick, Dave and Dan, five wives, and 14 children) our trip actually felt like a vacation. I am not feeling like I need a "vacation" after returning from this vacation! Although we didn't hike any mountains, raft any class 5 rapids, or bike from Durango to Moab, (typical idea of a good time for a Loveridge) I felt like we experienced a different kind of good time that was chill, unscheduled, unstructured, and RELAXING. Every family got their own condo in the most amazing place right across the street from the beach in Oceanside, CA.

We kicked off the trip with the world famous Camp Pendleton mud run, which only makes sense that everything we do has to start off big. A 10k with 5,500 other runners, going through reeking mud pits, over 4ft walls, crawling through pipes and more mud pits on your belly, is the only appropriate way to start a Loveridge reunion...it was really the most entertaining run I have done thus far and I hope to do it again. That said, everything after that was pretty chill. Bonfire on the beach, kids content for hours digging holes and skim boarding, seals in La Jolla, more beach, swimming and hot tubing, Old Town San Diego, Disneyland, and a special treat (drum roll) watching T.V.!! (We haven't done that since before we left for Alaska last summer), and Creighton and Karac got to experience a Padres game while Mike and I long boarded to the pier and stuffed our faces ;D

The whole week was a lot of fun, and I have to say that Mike has an amazing family who are ALL fun to hang out with. The sister-in-laws are the best, what are the chances of having four super cool chicks as sisters? It is always a pleasure to hang out with Mike's family and I can't wait to see what the next "reunion" will entail!