Monday was packing and leaving-everything-in-readiness-at-home day, which included showing Kayla how to keep the flowers and garden watered.
When we got back the hydrangea (right) was blooming, the
weed unknown plant in middle front was much taller.
Tuesday was travel day. We had one almost serious mishap. One of the bicycles on the back of the truck fell off and was dragging, barely hanging on. Leah was following, alarmed. Skye called. Mike had to dig the phone out of his pocket and hand it to me. By then parts of the handlebar and the seat had rubbed off on the highway.
|Surveying the damage and reloading and attaching the bikes|
|Damaged end of handlebar|
Elijah traveled with grandpa and grandma two days ahead of his family and got to do extra fun things.
Wednesday he tried every possible activity in the Art tent.
I took the young folk to the beach in an attempt to cool off.
Leah was our campsite decorator. Notice tablecloth, hanging lanterns and beads...
...and her lovely bed covering.
Elijah had a friend his age to play with the whole time.
Thursday the other half of our little community arrived making our campsite complete.
The six young teens hung out till late at night...
...and so did the adults.
Everyone enjoyed a variety of music concerts, even Zion.
One of our family favorites was Josh Garrells, Saturday night, the finale of the twenty-ninth and last festival,
...just before the very meaningful closing ceremony, emotional and sad for many.