Sometimes you only have 48 hours. Sometimes you are in the car as long as you are there. Almost always it’s worth the trip. We’ve taken a couple of amazing quick trips lately. One to Arches and Canyonlands National Parks with our wonderful friends the Jensens. Both parks are a child’s paradise because you don’t just hike, you climb and explore.
I love all the empty vibrant beauty; imagining all the people who have walked these places before me… not just the tourists… more ancient than that. Justin likes to climb too. It was touch and go whether or not he was going to be able to get down from this one. The sand, all the glorious sand on the trails! The kids hadn’t seen each other in at least a year, but were quickly fast friends. Sometimes trips are magic like that.The adults got lots of time to talk while the kids climbed. Deep and not so deep conversations in nature are so good for the soul.
Blue blue sky against red rock, my favorite.
I had a bit of a panic attack planning this trip. There were no campsites available to reserve. You just had to show up and hope there was a spot. The planner in me had to take lots of deep breathes. But it worked out beautifully. Chica getting ready for the day. We also took a quick trip to Cali to meet my newest niece, (who I didn’t get a picture of) Julia. She stretches and stretches, it’s my favorite. So darling.Twelve hours in the car (including the drive to the beach). Thirty hours there. Totally worth the trip.
Look at that joy.
I love trips. I love driving, looking out the window watching the world. The conversations that come, the books we listen to. Worth the trip.
After both of these trips, the kids ditched at least part of school the next day because they were so tired – I had to tell them that wasn’t an option every time or we couldn’t keep going on adventures- just keeping it real.