Let's Get Out Of "Dodge", I Mean Spanish Fork

On Friday morning we headed South. It was still cold and cloudy in Spanish Fork but we were hoping things would improve. We got to Bryce Canyon around 11:30 a.m. It was about 35 degrees and the wind was blowing. Not good. I had planned ahead, though, and packed the kids winter coats and hats, so we headed off on a short hike.

This is the beginning of the trail. If you look closely, you may notice that Eden is not too happy.

Here, you can see a little more clearly just how happy Eden was to be going hiking in the cold. Most of the kids weren't too happy but they were troopers and after a short while they started appreciating the amazing rock formations.

Our real challenge wasn't Eden's crying (although that was quite a challenge) but rather, the mud! It was like we had shoes under our shoes. With every step it would squish and ooze and curl up around our feet. It made its way up the back of Cameron's pants and somehow got on the back of Dallin's jacket. For the rest of the day, everywhere we went, we left trails of dried mud until we got to the hotel and Ryan cleaned everyone's shoes.

This is called Two Bridges.

This is an example of when Eden's crying got to be too much. Ryan ended up carrying her and Austin, through the mud!

Okay, I know, we are such mean parents, dragging our kids in the freezing cold, through the mud. I would probably cry too if my parents did that to me. But isn't Bryce beautiful!