My very favorite image of the field trip...
So on the last leg of our Crazy 8 field trip we went to Oak Creek Canyon, just north of Sedona. In college, Papa and I drove up and down this canyon every weekend we could. We'd blare the The Eagles and sing at the top of our lungs.
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy.
She'll beat you if you're able.
You know the queen of hearts
is your best bet.Back when songs had lyrics we could relate too! Lyrics about gambling and card games and a monarchy. OK, maybe relating to the lyrics isn't the end-all-be-all. But they were still the best of days.
Anywho, life comes full circle and the Crazy 8 kiddos come to the canyon in an loaded SUV. Singing Lady Gaga this time, who I think, by the way, is too lazy to actually write lyrics.
Want your bad romance"I want your ugly". What in the world does that mean? Ok, I'm just to old to figure it out. Or care.
So there we were, unloading the SUV, into the quiet peaceful tranquility of Oak creek Canyon. Tess screeching that we forgot blankie in the car. Boo hollering at the top of his lungs... "I gotta go pee." Somehow the tranquil peacefulness of the canyon seemed different 2 decades later.
A little hiking trail. Just what we needs to get the wiggles out.
So there is this awesome bridge that crosses Beaver Creek... Notice the dichotomy of a little snow on the bridge but Jujube wearing shorts. That's what desert rats do... dress inappropriately. we don't know any better.
And then there is this wonderful ruin of an old house nestled right on the edge of the canyon.
This is the remains of an old barn or hen house.
Notice Patch and his new/old camera, from Grandpapa. It truly runs in the family. Gotta start him with the basics of film and aperture and ISO and darkroom work.
And then there's the remains of the homestead.
We kept wandering down the trail and cut to the very edge of the canyon. There's very little sun light back there, and suddenly it wasn't spring anymore. In 30 yards it was instant winter against the canyon wall.
Boo hollers, Wait for me!
There was the tiniest little bit of eye rolling when we got in the car to start this trip. The quantity of dissension was positively correlated to the age of the juvenile passenger. (I knew that college stats class would eventually come in handy!) But on the way home, one of the bigger kiddos told us that she really had fun, and we needed to do little field trips like this more often. The others quickly chimed in and echoed her sentiments. It was a great way to spend a day, be all together, and discover God's country.