So I have totally given up documenting each trip we take. I have accepted that we live an almost vagrant lifestyle and I LOVE it. We have had the BEST summer, maybe EVER. I mean it. Kids have been healthy (until today.... Ara has a cold....) we have adventured like crazy people, and also been home for a good portion of the summer.
I really do have to document one trip. Because. It. Was. Real.
There was so much going on. Always. I felt like I could do anything fun with anyone at any moment. We had family. We had friends. We had river. We had Pool. I ran. I swam. I walked. I had husband time. Girl time. Family time. Aunt time. It was like an all inclusive resort for my heart and body.
Due to silly logistics, Chris towed our 5th wheel up to Walker River while I was at work. My sister Wynt had the kids all day so that they didn't have to do the trip twice! LOVE YOU Wynt!
After I got home, it was crunch time to load up. Chris returned from his solo trek within 5 minutes of me. Awesome timing. It was a million degrees in our field. Chris had a nice high elevation rainstorm along the way home.
Loading up his truck is not my favorite task. I am also not good at it. This is how it went.
This trip was one for the books. We had family, friends, good health, swimming, nature, adventure, laughter, and some quality relaxation. I sweated so much over that week between packing and unpacking and even there. Literally dripping down my face. But it felt so good to feel alive.