July of 1985 we went to St. George. I was pregnant with Hannah. I wasn't up for hiking - I was up for reading in the air-conditioned splendor of the corner condo we rented. Maybe swimming in the lap pool now and then.
So I dropped off Dad, Phoebe, and Harry F. so they could have a little back-packing adventure. It was just going to be overnight. I dropped them off at the trail head and was going to pick them up the next afternoon.
These photos are all before the fatigue set in - Phoebe's fatigue that is. In spite of her best efforts, it was just too rigorous for her little almost-eight year-old self.
Looks like she's wondering about it all here!! Dad had to carry her much of the way back. I think they encountered rain too.
But they had fun too - and it makes for a great story - Dad tells it better than me - ask him sometime.
What I remember about that particular trip was the power going out in the condo - in July - in St. George - with no a/c - in rooms not designed for air flow - where temps were well above 100 day and night!! Only overnight, I think, but we were all sitting there wondering how the pioneers ever handled it!!
Also, I read And Ladies of the Club - a very long novel - but I didn't have anything else to do. That's what we loved about St. George!!
