Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Flagstaff and the Grand Canyon

We recently spent the holiday weekend on our annual squadron ski trip in Flagstaff, AZ. We stayed at Ft. Tuthill, a military recreation place. It is a pretty awesome place, with lots of land and trails, cabins, and hotel rooms and in the winter, a nice, fast tube run. We stuck pretty close to the Fort, tubing the morning away most days, until the sun was high in the sky and Brian and Daddy deamed it too "melty" and thus not fast enough. Then we would nap until the tube run was in the shade, the temps started to drop, and the tube run would freeze over and provide another hour or so of screaming-down-the-hill fun before dark.


We ate out at a couple of nice little restaurants, the first, a burger joint favored by the college folks, called Bunhuggers. It was loud and cheap and yummy. The next night we hit the Beaver Street Brewery, which Steve and I had been to before years ago. It was delicious also. Steve was planning on skiing but holiday crowds on the slopes were terrible and he was sidelined by a cold we were all fighting. To be honest, I thought the whole weekend was going to be miserable because I'm not a huge fan of snow and cold, especially when each little one requires nothing short of 10 items of clothing to be properly bundled and it somehow became my job to do the bundling! But I really did have a good time and Brian absolutely loved tubing and playing in the snow with his squadron friends.


We did make one little trip, an 86-mile drive up to the Grand Canyon. Steve and I had been there in the spring and summer, but never in the winter (unless I did as a child but don't remember). So we thought we'd like to see it decked out in white, but it ended up only being speckled in white. It was still beautiful and it was fun to show Brian. We lectured him on the drive up about safety and then kept him safely strapped into the stroller the entire time.

Both strapped down


We let them unstrap for a quick picture and then right back in!


This was the best in a string of maybe 15 silly pictures of the boy


Our cozy little A-frame at Ft. Tuthill


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