Labor Day: Devil's Kitchen

Labor Day was going to be just another Holiday that slipped through my fingers. Our original plans were to pick up a bunk bed from my parents for Isabel and Annika. They have been requesting one for several years now. Then my thoughts started churning. I didn't want to waste a day together as a family on such a project. They have gone this long without bunk beds they can go another week without them.

I ran by Brent and with his approval I announced to everyone that we were going to visit Devil's Kitchen. We stumbled upon this site a few years ago during a leisure drive on the Nebo Loop. I have been wanting to take the kids back but circumstances were never right.

Until today.

My announcement didn't come with shouts of surprise and excitement like I had anticipated. All I heard were complaints, complaints, complaints. Whine, Whine, Whine. Bicker, Bicker, Bicker. I refused to give in and stuck to my guns.

The most complaints came from Isabel. First she's affraid of winding, narrow roads where the 'burb could roll down. And she was pissed we weren't setting up her bunk bed. What ev. she'll get over it, right? You tell me how she feels according to the pictures taken this day.



A view from the Nebo Loop as sseen from a speeding 'Burb.




Grace with her "Da Da".
For some reason, after Brent returned from Scout Camp, Grace has been calling him that.




The Devil's Kitchen.




The kids in front of Devil's Kitchen




One last photo.
There's always time for a photo op.



Another photo taking from the 'burb.



Love the Gray Rock formations!
So rugged and mysterious!!