Kent and I set out on an adventure yesterday morning. We were going to take a shortcut through some scenic country to fish at a creek we frequent once a year. We ran into a few obstacles and had to change our route, but that just added to our fun. We fished at Duck Creek instead. The wildflowers were amazing! In the evening we enjoyed listening to Cold Creek Bluegrass Band at an outdoor concert with some friends and it was really good! Sunday afternoon we had a blast tubing the Virgin River. It was so much fun I can't wait to go again!
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The high country offers beautiful wildflowers |
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Couldn't pass up walking through the fields of flowers |
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Columbine are one of my favorite flowers. I guess bees like them, too! |
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The Columbine were in full bloom |
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Of course there's still snow to be found, after our heavy winter! |
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Lush grasses can't hide the flowers |
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So many flowers |
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Indian Paintbrush |
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This is what we came upon . . . puddles and boulders, not good at all. Funny thing is, the name of this road is Red Desert . . . we opted to turn around |
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Couldn't pass up this cute little flower |
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Tippets Valley road was no better. Not only were there leaning trees, the road up ahead was full of downed trees from our heavy winter |
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Meadows were everywhere |
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I imagine the deer gather here, we did see some down the road |
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Duck Creek. Yes we even saw a duck! Kent almost stepped on its' nest and the duck flew away! |
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Tahoe enjoyed watching us fish and drinking from the cool creek |
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How does one get to the other side of the creek . . . like this |
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The creek was running high and crystal clear |
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We brought home three nice trout for our Sunday meal |
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Cold Creek Bluegrass Band . . . they were great! |
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Sunday afternoon, tubing on the Virgin River |
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What a fun way to spend the afternoon . . . talk about refreshing! |
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Zion and Springdale were full of people, we had the river practically to ourselves! |
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We went under two bridges and passed by some very expensive homes on our two mile float |
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Sign on the first bridge, telling us how much farther to our destination |