ENOUGH SAID

Nurse Giggleswich and Lord Bumhampton are here. Tomorrow they are going on the U.L.C.E.R (Utah Lake Century Epic Ride) bike ride. It's one hundred and eleven miles. Oh my.

Our living room is full of bikes, bike equipment and dogs.

L.B. said, "Oh, you know what we forgot? Under the saddle bike bags."

N.G. said, "No we didn't. I brought them." And then she paused and in a quiet voice she said, "Because I'm a woman."

That just about says it all.

A PRODUCTIVE HALF HOUR

Tonight I went across the street to see how my neighbor was--her husband was taken to the hospital in an ambulance this morning. He is much better--he has pneumonia.

Then I thought of my Healthy Living Group and the commitment I made to walk five days a week. So I walked around the neighborhood.

Then I saw another neighbor unloading "stuff" for a garage sale tomorrow morning for the Cub Scouts. I went by to see if I could help and spied three bikes, which I bought at the pre-garage sale.

Tonight was a three-fer: A visit with a neighbor. Good news about her husband.

A walk to keep my promise.

Bikes for the grandkids to ride when they visit. (I went to the movie "Up" with some of those grandkids today. It was such fun to be with them and the movie was top notch.)

I have always been a night owl, getting more done late in the day than any other time. Maybe tomorrow night I'll actually get my new chapter out of my head and on the computer.

ON SUNDANCE SKI LIFT WITH THE RELIEF SOCIETY

Today, fourteen Relief Society Sisters went to Sundance to see the fall leaves and ride the ski lift. Here is a record of our trip. I turned around, taking pictures just after we began.

There are lots of beautiful homes at Sundance. Some of them are summer homes but many people live there year round.

This is one of the bike trails. People take their mountain bikes up on a lift chair and then bike down. That's my goal for next year.
This is the Sundance outdoor theatre.

One of the many ski trail signs.
Two of the thirty or so mountain bikers we saw.

During ski season you get off here if you are a beginner.

Way in the distance is Robert Redford's home.

We got off here and walked the trails.


Some went on this trail that eventually leads to Stewart Falls.

This is the trail Cindy and I followed.
This is one of the four photos I really like--out of the 391 I took.

Cindy, on the trial.

Back where we started from.

This fence keeps skiiers from skiing over the edge.

There was plenty of time for relaxing conversations.

Back on the ski lift. Yikes, they almost didn't make it. This is another one of the four photos I like.
I told them to bring jackets and Patti even brought a blanket but it wasn't as cold as last week when Phil and I went and I FORGOT TO BRING MY CAMERA.

They've been all the way to the end of the lift and are on the way back. Another lift goes higher but not for summer visitors.

This is the steppest part of the whole ride. Anne watched the clouds instead of the ground.

This tree has a hair-do.


I think people can stay in this yurt.
I hated to see the ride come to an end.

Sundance planted flowers...
...and mother nature did too.
This stream goes through the Sundance property and eventually joins the Provo River.

Thank you Mr. Redford for the wonderful ski resort. We had a wonderful time. The weather was perfect as was the company.