Today we ventured into the mountains for our fourth annual Christmas tree hunt. This is a tradition that started when the Dare and Hebdon families invited us along four years ago. There are a few traditions one must adhere to when looking for a Christmas tree. First, it requires a white-knuckle drive on snowy roads. Today we nearly got stuck crossing a frozen creek and had a few tense moments driving up a canyon. The other traditions include playing in the snow, taking a self-portrait, eating greasy food, and (starting last year) soaking in a hot spring. Here I am pulling Elena around in her new sled. Karen had little confidence that we would find any snow, and joked about how we were going to get a picture of Elena in her new sled even if we had to drag her across cheatgrass to do it. Elena is also sporting her new snowsuit, compliments of the Dares. We were thankful to have the snowsuit because it was very brisk today.
Finding the perfect tree for Goldilocks is not an easy task. I found the perfect tree, but it was too tall (like 20 ft). The next one was too skinny... However, we did manage to find this fine specimen. Once we get it decorated we'll post more pics.
We enjoyed some scenery along the way...
...and took our self-portrait. This year we cheated and used a tripod.
Afterward we visited a hot spring and followed it up with some greasy food. I had fish and chips while Karen had finger steaks. While at the restaurant, Santa visited us at our table. This particular Santa was kind of loud and Sprout wasn't impressed. She pulled off her best stink-eye glare yet. Karen and I were laughing so hard we nearly cried. I hope Elena likes coal, because I think that is what she will be finding in her stocking this year.
Finding the perfect tree for Goldilocks is not an easy task. I found the perfect tree, but it was too tall (like 20 ft). The next one was too skinny... However, we did manage to find this fine specimen. Once we get it decorated we'll post more pics.
We enjoyed some scenery along the way...
...and took our self-portrait. This year we cheated and used a tripod.
Afterward we visited a hot spring and followed it up with some greasy food. I had fish and chips while Karen had finger steaks. While at the restaurant, Santa visited us at our table. This particular Santa was kind of loud and Sprout wasn't impressed. She pulled off her best stink-eye glare yet. Karen and I were laughing so hard we nearly cried. I hope Elena likes coal, because I think that is what she will be finding in her stocking this year.
Tripod? Barry's in the picture.
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