Friday after school Tyra went to her friends cabin in Island Park and so Hal and I quickly threw
some stuff together and went to the cabin too. It was strange being there by ourselves. It was so quiet. Each season is unique up there. In the summer time, there is so much excitement and anticipation. This time of year it is calm and peaceful. I heard a couple fishing boats on the lake and passed a couple other four wheelers and that was about it. We went on a great ride on the four wheelers. We went on the back roads to elk creek and then took that other back road towards Macks Inn but turned off on old railroad tracks trail and went to Big Springs. If I have seen it before this time of year, I don’t remember. It was amazing. The leaves had begun changing colors which lent a beautiful contrast with the leaves that were still green. It looked almost as if I had on 3-D glasses because lightest gold and orange colors popped out in front of the rest. It seemed as if they were just hanging in mid air. When we got to the bridge at Big Springs there were two moose
enjoying a good snack of foliage from the river. We took a few pictures. One thing I loved was listening to the visitors there on the bridge and watching the moose. It was fun to listen their joy in seeing it for the first time. We knew we better get back to the cabin as quick as we could because there were all kinds of storm clouds moving in and it looked as if there wouldn’t be anyway to escape getting drenched.
As we got closer to Buttermilk it started to rain a little bit but the rain drops were big and stung my face as we rode. I could hear the thunder crack around us after seeing lightning flash in front of us. We made it back to the cabin before the storm burst and were glad to be inside when it did. I had been working on the talk I had to give in Sacrament Meeting the next day before we went on our ride. Part of it concerned our choosing mortality even though we knew it was risky. When I felt the rain sting my face as we rode back to the cabin, it made me smile as I realized that had I not have made that choice, I wouldn’t have ever experienced the majesty and beauty surrounding me in this mortal experience. When we came down off Ashton hill there was an amazing rainbow that started right at the farm. A perfect place for one to begin!
