Spending Time With the Grandsons

Go Faster Grandpa...

Monument Valley Trip on Conference Weekend

This past weekend we got together with the Langfords in Monument Valley. It is general conference weekend we had their dog Copper and were returning him. The Langfords sent him over about a month ago to meet our dog Daisy and see if between the two, we might get a litter of puppies. They met alright, but Copper seemed a little inexperienced about this kind of business so we are not sure if anything will become of it. Daisy was a little shy also and would not come off the picnic table in our back yard.

Here is a picture of Copper. Fine looking dog but not the stud he thinks he is.

Johnson and Langford's looking good

The lovely Tina Johnson standing in front of the big W. That is probably not the official name, but that is what we called it.

Wow, matching tee shirts, Almost.

This is called Camel mountain. Can you see it

This is the inside of a hogan

This is the outside of the hogan

More red rocks. Aren't these same rocks on the Road Runner cartoons?

This is a picture of one of the mountains at monument valley at sunset.

Here we are having dinner with the Langfords monument valley. If you go there don't order the $24.00 sampler plate. Rip off...

 Another photo at sunset

Trying some trick photography

The hogans at sunset

More of the same

This is some Indian ruins at Navajo National Monume t

The cave where the ruins are located, Noticed the full size tree's. Pretty big cave.

Again the lovely Tina Johnson posing to prove I didn't cut the picture out of a magazine.

Different angle of the same canyon of the Indian ruins.

Tina hiking out. Going under a pine tree that fell over, but is still alive.

The world famous Shonto trading post found on the reservation. Established in 1914.

I knew you wouldn't believe me so I took a picture of the sign.

Cooling our heels at Lake Powell listing to the Sunday afternoon session of general conference.

More Toquerville Fire (Video)

Here is a YouTube link to video I got of the helicopter picking up and dumping water on the fire in Toquerville. The pick the water from our pond.

Helicopter picking up water from the pond. Toquerville Utah

 

Helicopter taking off after picking up water from the pond

 

Helicopter dropping water on a fire hot spot

Pretty cool huh?

Fire in Toquerville

Here are some pictures of the fire that started across the creek from our school.



The pictures is of the school built across the creek from us



This is a view from the highway. The white house in the background is where the fire started. No permit and must cover all cost. Whoever it is is going to have a pretty good bill to pay. The helicopter is $8000 per hour.



Here comes the helicopter



Helicopter picking up water. Gina running for cover.



Another water pickup picture

Flying off with another load. Camera lens covered with water.

This was taken the next day, thy still didn't have the fire clear out



Making a drop on a hot spot.



 

Easter at Lake Mead

These are pictures from our Easter Trip to Lake Mead. Had lots of fun and caught lots of fish. Here are the pictures.

Here are the fish we caught in our boat in less than an hour. It was a feeding frenzy. When they stopped they biting they stopped biting.

 

Here is Jacob counting the fish

 

 







Here is Jacob with Logan. Of course Logan does not believe the number Jacob counted and wants to do his own counting.







 

Logan in gathering Easter eggs



Ahhh, this one looks like it has bubble gum in it, I guess I will give it to Grandpa, he loves eggs with bubble gum.



Your mom visiting with Met and holding Nathan and Summer's baby. She has some different name that I can't remember.



The happy family after a successful Easter egg hunt.

 

(Logan) Hey dad, I can't remember if I found 3 eggs or 4? (River) Hummm, is that a bone or Jacobs leg? (Natalie) Oh boy, I can't wait until we open all those Easter eggs and eat the jelly beans. (Jacob) How did I get in this picture anyway???

 

Lake Mead Trip (Bevin and Dale's Birthday)

This past weekend we took of to Lake Mead for a fishing trip to celebrate Bevin and Dale's birthdays, both born on May 5th (Dale - 52, Bevin - 59). It was a great trip and caught a bunch of fish. The fish are spawning so the small mouth and large mouth were biting.

We left Friday morning early and got to the lake around 9:00 am. By the time we got the boats launched the south wind was blowing pretty good, but for the sake of providing food for some families we sacrificed life and limb for the cause. We pretty much were soaked by the time we got to our fishing area. Dale made the comment as we were leaving the boat dock that it was only a white flag warning. Not sure what that meant, but he said that was good. I guess the good part was we were the only ones on the water so we could fish anywhere we wanted.

We found one of those long skinny canyons where we were out of the wind and dropped off our camping gear. We only took sleeping bags and slept on the ground. Really roughed it.

After unloading we went right to what we came for and that was to fish. The swells were 3-4 feet so it was a little difficult to control the boat, but the fish were biting pretty good. We only swamped the Dale's boat once when one of those white flag waves came over the back of the boat. As is usually the case when things get hairy out in the middle of the lake, we found out his bilge was plugged up. We made it back to shore and began the work on the boat at the lake thing and found a sunflower seed had plugged the line. Darn sunflower seeds, could have cost us our life. We could never determine if it was a dill pickle or cracked pepper, the only two brands we had in the boat, nor who was the culprit that spit it in the boat. Any chance of a saliva match was gone since it had been floating in water for some time. It would have been tough to pin it on anyone anyway since the boat floor was pretty covered with seeds and all aboard had one side of their face that looked like a chipmunk walking out of the local pet store on the day they were giving away all the free nuts you could carry in your cheeks.

We did try fishing from shore like we did at Easter with not to much success. In the evening we tried some fishing for small mouth bass and found out they were biting as good as the strippers. Saturday we mostly walked the shores because the wind was now blowing from the north and harder than the day before. The green gitzit swim bait was knocking the fish dead, no pun intended. We were catching large mouth, small mouth and strippers just waking the shorelines and it didn't matter which shoreline, they were biting everywhere. They must have been spawning. Anyway it was a ton of fun.

We finally headed home around 2 on Saturday, not because the fish had quit biting, but because we didn't know what the wind would be like going back.

Here are a few pictures of the trip.

Here is the canyon we camped in.

Golden was in charge of cooking our pre-cooked Tony Rama ribs



Here is a picture after dark of the canyon we camped in with the full moon up. Pretty bright huh?

Here I am working the shoreline for bass

This is a mountain sheep that passed through camp upset that we were blocking her drinking area.

Filleting the slaughter, you can see the remains in the water

A coyote passing by the boat dock to check out how the fishing went. I whistled for him to come and ask him to come here, you can see that he thought about it for a minute.

Bunkerville/Colorado River Trip

Here are a few pictures from our two day quad ride down by the Colorado River. We didn't actually make it to the river it required a two mile hike and we didn't want to hike that far.

This is Tina and I at a copper mine. The truck was American Floor Sanding Co. Phone ????

Here is a picture looking in the mine (Straight down). He bars over it, that is what you see on the sides of the picture

Couple of diesel engines to run something at the mine.

Here is some copper laying around the mine. They say the darker the copper the better the grade. Don't know if that is true or not, Kameron?

Tina sitting on some rocks next to some Indian writings (above her head)

Pottery and other artifacts left at the site.

And more

Some guy leaving his legacy of shooting a big ram with his bow and arrow. Of course this is about the 20th time he told the story and now the ram is bigger than he is.

More Indian writings

This was an old shack that it looks like ranch hands stay in. It was pretty creepy. I don't think I would have slept in it. They had a rain gutter that captured the rain into the tank in the front. It had water in it.

Here we are at our camp site. You don't actually see us, but we were behind the camera. The mountain in the back ground could be seen from anywhere on the trip. We didn't know what to call it, but from most places it look like, if I dare say a woman's breast, so that was too long, so we just called it the nipple for lack of a better name.

Trying to get your mom out of bed before sun-up, Didn't make it as you can see in the background.

Tina at one of the canyons

Better view of the canyon above.

Here is a natural trick tank. The tanks were below.

These red mountains were all over. It looks like they were there and the white dirt was poured over them. I thought they were kind of cool.

An old shack out in the boonies.

We are on the road looking down to where we needed to go. It was steep, rocky and windy.

Here is the entire gang. Ben Scow and his wife of about 3 months. Nice sun glasses huh. She says she gets comments on them all the time. Cindy and Bob Scow, our friends from years ago. Jeremy and Bobette Green, we we just met for the first time on the trip. He was upset that I didn't take another picture because he said he blinked. And of course the two good looking couple on the right everyone should know.