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Wolf Creek

Wolf Creek Village, in Eden UT is a wonderful place. It was with great joy and pleasure that Kassie and I stayed with Mom, Dad, Lucy, and Abi/Logan for nearly a week. We hot tubbed, watched movies, played games, went on some drives, laughed, ate, and even worked up some sweat playing racquetball. It was a grand experience and here are some pictures to prove it.

Mom, the leader of the pack poses at the top of Powder Ridge. Her love, direction, and goodness are lights to our family that I believe will have an exponential impact on our lives forever.
On our drive, Logan was my companion (and Dad's) in the back seat as we went to President McKay's house in Huntsville and to the Monastery. He is a happy child, and his mullet gives his toothy visage an even happier presence.
The sun shone upon us during our walk/hike, and I was able to snap this before running to catch up to the vanguard company.
I consider this my patriotic picture. It is hard to believe this was all happening in December, maybe it will snow before Christmas tomorrow?
We decided to go for a little walk. It was a nice hike, and though I was about to pass out from exhaustion, these three stalwart souls pressed forward with a zeal I hope to obtain someday.
The snow looked really cool, like crystalized fur of a polar bear or something. So I took a picture of it.
The layering of the colors in the valley was really nice, and the old fences along the road with the crisp air and mountains remind me of Heber Valley.
Kassie, Mom, and I went on a little drive to Powder Ridge and looked at the view. It was really cold - but very beautiful.
This is the home of David O McKay located in Huntsville UT. Unfortunately you can only visit the interior in the summer on Saturdays. It was still neat however, to see where the Prophet grew up and so forth.
Pretty awesome view of the Ogden mountains, the lake, and some dead trees.
Lucy gives the camera a piercing gaze will in the middle of her stunning performance in the film I am Legend: Survival of the Fittest as the leader of a small group of survivors in a post apocalyptic world that has been destroyed by unhealthy eating habits.
One thing I really liked about Ogden Valley were the trees. As we (Dad, Abi, Kassie, and I) drove to the monastery we pasted this home that had trees lining the driveway. I thought it was nice and a bit like an Ansel Adams shot.
The Snow crystals were pretty sharp due to freezing and extended sitting.
The lake was partly frozen, and you can see the distant figures of some people ice skating. I guess it was thick enough to go out on, but I didn't like the idea of falling through the ice way out far from the shore. This was a lucky shot out of the car as we zoomed by...

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  1. We missed out on some serious fun! Glad you all had a fun time and that we get to watch that awesome video that was created while you were up there. Let us know when you get to D.C. and post some pics of all the new stuff you'll be experiencing! We sure love and miss you two.

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