August was a really important month for the Andersens. It started by driving to Dayton, WY to drop the kids off at my parent's home. A day later, Neil and I put our thrift store Pioneer Clothing on, equipped with a tent and a 5-gallon bucket of supplies, and drove to Martin's Cove. We were "Ma and Pa" to eight youth on a re-enactment of the Mormon Pioneer Trek. It was the most strenuous, inspirational, fun, and spiritual experience we have ever had. The struggles of the Pioneers became very real to us as we pushed handcarts across the Wyoming plains. We were well-fed, and had plenty of supplies to keep us much more comfortable than the pioneers ever were. But to walk where they walked and see where they huddled for shelter from blizzards, and visit the mass burial cites was humbling and enlightening. We want to take our family back again someday!
Grandma and Grandpa Reichert tagged along and we had a blast skipping rocks and bouncing on logs. True to form, Grandpa took us on a bit of a wild goose chase as we tried to find the last part of the Tie Flume trail. That brought back memories of hiking all over the mountain trying to find hidden lakes and other gems when Dad couldn't quite remember the path.
On another adventure, we left Christopher with Grandma and met Uncle Guy, Aunt Cindy, Emily and Travis at Sibley Lake for some Kayaking. We were all amazed at how quickly Kade hopped in the Kayak and paddled all the way across the lake. Grace followed suit, and Kathryn had a good time riding with Uncle Guy and chasing ducks.









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