This story is about the trip we took to see my mom at Christmas, 1982. She lived in Evans, Colorado and we lived in Page, Arizona. We had decided to take our four sons in our Dodge van not knowing what the weather had in store. We packed several bags, blankets, water and our cosmetic case for what we though was a two or three day vacation. We were supposed to be at my mom’s house Christmas Eve. We left Page and drove toward Kayenta, Arizona and onto New Mexico. We started toward Raton and hit a huge snow storm. Just outside of Raton, the winds were severe. Our engine died just outside of town. With ropes my husband tied himself to the front of the van and checked the motor. He said the guys that serviced our car didn’t put the lid back right and the carburetor, situated in the center of the air filter, was iced up. So we poured through our cosmetic bag and found some men’s cologne. We both knew that alcohol would deice the carburetor. The van started up and we pushed forward. It was s...
My son Steven, wife Eileen and her brother Lee decided to take a trip to the Paria Canyon, just west of Lee's Ferry down by the Colorado River. It was a 38 mile hike which took them about a week to go in and come back out. What a trip. They still had plenty of pictures to share with me when I visit. They both love to hike. They've already hiked the Grand Canyon, Havasupai Canyon and now the Paria Canyon.
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