Eleven hours is a LONG time to be in a car. For some reason we have no problem with driving the nine hours to Utah, but adding two more on the trip home from Idaho just seems to put us over the edge. We’ve got stories of sick kids, wet pants, screaming little ones…such things that shouldn’t be written in a blog. This time on the way home we planned a diversion. We’d seen the signs for Hanging Lake on the way to Utah and it seemed like something we should see.
And so we planned.
The hardest part was getting off the freeway. There was a sign that said the exit was closed, but just as we passed it we realized it wasn’t closed so we hit the next exit, turned around to come back. When this part of I-70 was built there was a lot of effort put into creating a road that didn’t disturb the landscape; so, they only had room for one exit. So, we had to go back east 2 exits, turn around again and come back west to finally get off at the Hanging Lake exit. Of course when we were done with the hike we had to get back on the only on ramp heading west and turn around at the next exit…again, to head home.
Crazy.
But so worth it.
The hike was just over a mile, but pretty steep. It was perfect, just enough to stretch our legs and get our blood pumping, but not so long as to put us to late getting home.
As we were hiking there was a family that was hiking behind us for a while. Finally they made their move to pass us, and just as the mom went by Phil pipes up with, “Are you Mormon?” We hadn’t even spoken to them at all, but turns out, he was right. He said he could tell by looking at their kids. I think there were a few other tell tell signs, but it was the kids that got his attention. Made me wonder what kind of vibe my kids put off…..
hmmmm….
they’re pretty cute anyway.
The lake was smaller than I expected, but so pretty.
This made it even more beautiful…..smiling, loving, sweet kiddos!
Success.
And we all drove home happily ever after.
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