Flegal family campsite, 2012
* Sigh. Lake Powell is stunning. Am I right?
From start to finish, an adventure to Lake Powell is filled with extremes. The worrier within is filled with extreme anxiety as she anticipates the possible safety hazards involved with taking small children. In an effort to replace that fear with excitement, an extreme amount of thought and care is taken in each step of the planning.
There are days when the southern Utah heat is extreme. In years past, we've been met by an extremely rapid case of the stomach flu as well as extreme windstorms. Adding to that list this year, our last two nights were spent near a wild, loud and extremely drunk group of individuals who felt that blasting their extreme, profanity laced, music into the early hours of the morning was completely acceptable.
Despite the worry, the heat and the possibility of an unexpected inconvenience; there is far more beauty, relief and bliss that remains to be experienced.
For the two children that have previous Lake Powell memories stored in their brains, our arrival was nothing short of thrilling.
"What in the world?" going on in her head.
This trip was most definitely about our children's happiness, their time with cousins and our time with family. I am happy to say, however, even with all those things going on, Andrew and I were able to squeeze in a few "us" moments too.
For memory's sake, here's a Lake Powell flashback. My, how they've grown!
Lake Powell 2009 part 1
Lake Powell 2009 part 2
Lake Powell 2010