Children of the Corn

Washington Park Ward in Laramie, WY.  The kids were grateful to go to classes in a “normal” ward which was more a statement of how not “normal” their experience in Joyce had been.  

Driving down 70 we saw a sign for a corn maze and stopped to check it out. The kids loved it, but the highlight for the boys ended up being the pumpkin cannons which were like potato guns, except about 10 times bigger.  It could shoot pumpkins about 1/4 mile.  

We finally made it to Colorado and decided to take the scenic drive from Estes Park to Grandy.  We had heard it was gorgeous, and it was – we saw two different herds of elk. 

It was about 75 degrees and sunshine when we started the 40 minute drive.  What we didn’t realize is that it quickly climbed to an elevation of about 12,000 feet.  About when we were officially in the tundra, it started to get really windy, and then the snow started to fall and blow like crazy.  I did not at all think that we should be driving on those narrow cliff roads in the snow; the kids were thrilled and wanted to get out and play in it. That lasted about 5 minutes because it was so cold and the wind, as Drake put it “makes the snow cut right through you.”  

We slowly crawled down the mountain in our behemoth vehicle and made it to the bottom.  Since it was snowing, and to alleviate the stress that Kambria & I were feeling at the likelihood that we would end up at the bottom of a ravine, Greg put on Christmas music, which confused Avalon. “Is it Christmastime?, I thought that it was Halloween time.”  We ended up at an RV park in Central City (which is a story too long even for this blog), also at an elevation of 8000ft.  I guess you just get used to adding a few zeros to the altitude if you live in Colorado.  Crazy!!