Why we are never leaving the house Pt. II

Pretty much the entire weekend was spent on the couch. I was sick. justin ran a marathon saturday (i was supposed to run it but he did it for me. true love. he ran a 3:25 without really training, the most he had ran before that was 13 miles. crazy boy). So we were both incapacitated on the couches all weekend. It was kind of a nice change of pace though, to just relax together. 

Here is a picture of justin in the marathon. I rode my bike next to him from mile 19 to the finish.

He is amazing. 

anywhoo, as promised. here is part II of "why we are never leaving the house"

Last saturday we decided we really needed to take advantage of the cooler weather and put our mountain bikes to use. We picked out a trail justin found online, it was about 16 miles long.

We got up there and it was such a blast, it was a steep climb, but we were feeling good. Then things took a turn for the worse.

i ran out of water about halfway up.

we took a wrong trail that ended up going straight up a huge mountain. 

then we had to go straight down a mountain to get to the destination: Old Ephraim's grave

(old ephraim is supposedly the last grizzly bear to live in Utah)

By this time i was super grouchy about not having anymore water (anyone who knows me, knows that lack of food and water is the worst possible thing that can happen to me). there were people picnicking at old ephraim's grave and i wanted to ask them for water, but justin felt weird about it. 

before we left a little kid went up to his mom and said:

little kid: Mom!! what should i do with the rest of my drink cause i can't take it on the 4-wheeler? should i just pour it out?

Mom: Yeah, just pour it out on the ground

he then proceeded to pour it out on the ground, i watched longingly, licking my parched lips. 

so then we took off, we had to ride a mile up the steepest road to connect to the other trail that would take us down to our car. we thought we found the right trail to go down on. it was so overgrown, and there were spots where you couldn't even see the trail because it was so faded. the whole time i was thinking "this seriously is the most ridiculous trail."

then we got to a point where we couldn't see the trail at all.

then i threw up from dehydration

then i started crying

then justin told me that he realized that if we were ever going hungry HE would have to be the one to keep my spirits up.

which was exactly what i wanted to hear right then....

so i took out the map and realized we were not even on a trail, we were on a ridge, and the trail we were supposed to be on was in a canyon below us. 

I told justin i thought we should just hike straight down the mountain.

So we did.

When we got to the bottom and finally got onto the right trail i was so so so happy. we got to a river and i just drank straight out of that thing. 

i didn't care about gardia at this point.

it tasted sooooo good.

then we went home and pigged out on snowcones and food.

what should have been a 4 hour bike ride turned into a 8 hour ride.

as always, i can say it's gonna be a good story for our kids to hear.

This was before i was grouchy.

Why we are never leaving the house

I think we are done being adventurous for a while.

between the last two weekends we have decided we are not cut out for any sort of adventurous activity.

we probably just shouldn't even leave the house.

seriously though.

Over labor day weekend we had planned on going backpacking in the Unitas. This was to be our last chance this summer and there was nothing that was going to stand in our way.

not even a weather forecast of rain all weekend. 

We decided we wanted to hike and camp at amethyst lake. we got up there at about 8:30 and set up camp in the dark. the whole hike to the lake was fabulous. 

it was so fun to just be on an adventure with only me and my husband. 

not to mention it was gorgeous!!

So we went to bed and the wind started howling. there were huge gusts of wind all night long. for some reason i was really scared and creeped out and couldn't sleep all night. i just had a weird feeling in my gut. 

7 am rolled around and it was raining. i woke up to thunder. 

justin looked outside the tent and said, "uh, kim, i don't want you to look outside.... we are like 10 feet under the clouds."

now begins my panic.

i am deathly afraid of lighting, and there we were camped upon the highest ridge. 

i just layed down and tried not to panic, but the flashes of light and booms of thunder just kept getting closer and closer.

justin tried his hardest to stay calm for me. bless his heart.

he said he thought we should get out of the tent and go to lower ground.

i said h to the ell no, am i getting out of the tent.

then a flash of lightning and boom of thunder happened simultaneously. So we put on our ponchos and ran down the mountain.

we would run, then lay down in a meadow until there was a flash of lightening.

then we would run and do the same thing. 

over and over. 

until finally we figured we were low enough and we layed in a meadow for 30 minutes as it started to hail.

by the time we got back to camp, we realized we had left the tent fly open. 

all our stuff was wet, we were soaked. 

so we made the best decision of the weekend and we decided to go to justin's grandparent's lake house at bear lake.

turns out someone died in the very spot we camped this summer because they got struck by lightening.

turns out everyone else knows not to camp where we camped. 

figures. 

Also, it turned into quite the sunny day when we left.

here's some pictures

The first glimpse of sunshine

such a beauty

happy to be alive

grouchy, soaked, justin.

this was on the hike up, so i was happy at this point.

soaked pants, soaked/muddy socks

all in all, it was a great experience. we learned a lot. but it really was a great memory that i will always have.

just wait for part II of "why we are never leaving the house" it gets even better.