Day 5

Day 05 - A picture of your favorite memory.

One of my favorite memories.

One of our trips to visit Brentt. 

To get to the place where he was staying we had to go down this long dirt road, that followed some creek. The area was just beautiful. Full of willows, and pine trees, and grass. So full of color. Plus once we hit this road I knew we were close and could get out of the car soon :)

Well, we had picked Brentt up and we were just exploring this crazy beautiful area. There was one spot off to the side of the road that had an open grassy area. We often stopped there and threw rocks into the water and just enjoyed each others company. Across the road from this spot was a mountain face. A little way up was a dead tree. On this particular day we were bored and decided to climb the mountain up to this tree.

Well looks are deceiving. We started to climb and quickly learned that the surface of the mountain was shale. That crumbly slippery rock. This made what we thought was a little ways up feel like a long ways up. Being the family that we are, we kept climbing. Part way up, Mom said she had forgotten something, I can't remember what it was, maybe the camera. I can't be certain though. Anyway she climbed back down to the car and then caught back up to us. We finally made it to the ridge that we took the picture on.

I don't remember what we did after this, but that is kind of how memories work. You don't generally remember a whole event, and you never remember it the same way as the person next to.