Friday, January 30, 2009

Donna and the snow hike 1/1/09

We have another sister who lives in Texas. Every time she comes for a visit, we drag her out on a hike. Actually, she loves it as much as we do, but I don't see another snow hike in her future anytime soon.








If I had known entertainment was going to be provided, i never would have missed this hike.










Donna, you had better keep moving. I think that is where the Donnor Party gave up too.











Dana, is either saying "I love it this much" or "I am the king of the world." Either way, it translates to "this is the best day ever."

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Polly, my sister, and I began hiking about five years ago. We immediately fell in love with the whole outdoor experience.  Spending  the day away from the worries of the world is like taking a mini vacation. Money cannot buy therapy like this.One day as we were hiking we were making fun of KaRyn, Polly's daughter.  She had called Polly two weekends in a row describing how she had just had her "best day ever." As we were laughing and trying to figure out how each day was her best day ever it occurred to us that she might be on to something.  Each day should be your best day ever.  And that is how we began to think of our Saturday hikes,  the "best day ever" with the exception of Mt. Rawlston, but that is a story for another day.