
For Labor Day weekend, I was fortunate enough to have that day off. I'm not quite sure how I managed, but I did. In the meantime, Lars had concocted an excursion to Rocky Mountain National Park with his family.
It's too bad that not more of them could come. I haven't been able to spend a lot of time with them yet. I suppose we will have the holidays though.
Sam, Uncle Kent, Daddy-O, Mom O, Me, Lars and Kiersten all got together. We stayed in a little cabin that had a bed room, a loft and a couple of pull-out couches. Oh, and only ONE bathroom. We did okay though. I suppose if it had been much longer or there had been more of us, one bathroom would not have sufficed, but in this case, it worked out just fine.
We arrived Saturday afternoon and after getting settled, drove to the Park to get in 30 min of walking/hiking. You see, Kiersten needed to exercise 30 min to get $200 back from her health insurance company. So, at 7:30 pm we started a little hike. The only problem was coming back at 8 pm. It was pretty dark. On the way home, we stopped at the grocery store to get some supplies. We arrived back at the cabin around 9 pm and then had dinner.

After dinner, we started a movie, "Ocean's 11". I think I was the only one to sleep through the whole thing.
Sunday we managed to get everyone showered and fed. Kiersten started the process at 6:30 in the morning. All of us got to shower and not a single one had a cold shower! That is pretty amazing. We went to church at 10 am in Granby. It was bursting at the seams that week. They had chairs in the hallways to accomodate all the visitors.

After church, a yummy lunch and a brief nap, we were off to the Park again. This time, we went to Alpine Summit. It is about 12,000 feet above sea level. It was stormy and kinda chilly but we walked up to the summit where we got a few pictures. We also saw a full rainbow here (this picture does not do it justice).
We got home later that evening and had a nice quiet evening filled with MadGab and stories told by Uncle Kent. (BTW, I think Lars does the best "Uncle Kent; storyteller" impersonation ever!)
The next day, Monday, we packed up the cabin, loaded our cars and headed to Grand City. There we found a trailhead to Cascade Falls. It looked like a nice little hike with only a little bit of incline. The trailhead indicated it was a 3.4 mile hike.

That didn't sound too bad until I was about 2 miles into our 7 mile hike and realized I really had to use the bathroom. After we had hiked for about 1 1/2 hours and still weren't to the falls, I knew there would be no way to survive the rest of the hike without some sort of potty break. Fortunately, Uncle Kent who happens to be a retired (sorta) hiker, was very prepared with TP. That was lucky for me. We did manage to find a latrine (I didn't even know what this was, but it ends up that's a fancy name for "hole-in-the-ground"). So, I did survive the rest of the hike and admittedly, the falls were beautiful.

We parted our ways around 4 pm and I have to say, I was natured out. I told Lars I can't go hiking for at least one more year. That was a lot of hiking for one weekend. However, it was a great time.

And, I think my favorite part was seeing all the wildlife. Here's a picture of Lars and me with one of the most interesting ones we could find!