Finally, the end of the ski season

July 4 was the last day of the ski season here in Utah. Snowbird was open for the last day. People were skiing in shorts and hawaiian shirts. It looked like fun, but we went and picked cherries. Yep, skiing and fruit harvest at the same time.

Today, to celbrate the opening of the gate to the upper reaches of Mill Creek canyon, Jen and I went to Elbow Fork. Leaving the road there, Jen, Uma, and I hiked out of Mill Creek Canyon and over the pass into Lamb's Canyon.

The temperature was in the 90's when we started, making for a pretty hot hike. It was two miles up to the pass, then two miles back. It was a sweaty, tired threesome, (well two of us were sweaty, one was just panting) that arrived back at elbow fork.

For 3 hours though we were beyond the reach of Al Queda. I suppose they could send a suicide bomber to Lamb's Canyon Trail, but what would be the point. But then what is the point of blowing up a lot of innocent Londoners?

Not only were we out of the sights of Al Queda, we were also out of range of Fox news telling us about Hurricane Dennis. Mercy, they sure get stuck on a subject and go over and over and over it. But for three hours all we saw was blue sky, not a cloud one, and no threats of 150 mile an hour winds, or even the reports of such.

Enjoying the beauty of God's creation is one of the blessings we have. The flowers were varied and beautiful. The creeks were roaring with crashing water. The views were magnificent. The only thing that would make it better would be wildlife. All we saw were a few bees, some birds, including a woodpecker, one black beetle, and countless black biting flies. As bothersome as they are, black biting flies are not as troublesome as back biting people.