Our original plan for Labor Day (as of Sunday night) was to hike up to Timpanogos Cave. Unfortunately, such last minute plans on the holiday did not work out- all the cave tours were full. Instead, we decided to hike to Stewart Falls and have a picnic.
All of the Stewart’s in Utah (except Kris, we missed you, girl!) met up for this adventure. Wowie! The canyon and the trail…well, the whole mountain was FULL of people! We started out great! All the kids were so excited to be together, running around outside. Ashton was pretending to shoot bears with his Buzz Lightyear gun. Emmy was hiking like a pro, until she tripped and fell pretty hard before the trail really started. That messed up the whole day for Emmy, pretty much, and she insisted on being carried. The rest of the group went ahead and Josh, Emmy, Ethan and I were left so far behind.
I have hiked this trail a million times and for some reason, I always think it’s a mile of easy, fun hiking. Maybe that’s because the last time I did it I was single, young and spry. This time was waaaay different. If Ashton hadn’t been way ahead with his cousins, I probably would have turned around.
We finally got down to the waterfall and had a picnic.
Rewind to the day before…After our picnic on Sunday, Ashton took a long nap…a VERY long nap. It was strange and when he woke up he had a fever. We fought that for the rest of the night and when he woke up fine Labor Day morning, we decided we could still have fun.
Okay now fast forward again to Labor Day and our poor little Ashton was burning up again and shivering so badly by the time we finished our picnic at the bottom of that big old mountain. Since we were so behind, everyone else took off again while we were still eating. So as we sat there, two adults with a backpack and three kids that needed to be carried up a mountain, I really felt like a pioneer! I had no idea how we were going to make it back! I really just wanted to call Life Flight to get us out of there!
We were so proud of Ashton because, as sick as he was, there was a point in the trail that is a long, rocky uphill climb for about half a mile. It would have been impossible to carry Ashton up this part of the mountain, so Josh gave Ashton a pep talk and asked him to be tough and push on. He could barely put one foot in front of the other and he was so exhausted he just kept slipping and tripping. But that little guy showed us what he is made of and led the way up the mountain and refused to stop or take a break until he got to the top. When we finally reached the top, Ashton just slumped over on Josh’s shoulders, completely exhausted.
Welp, to make a LOOOONG story short, Josh carried the backpack with Ashton on his shoulders and I carried Ethan in the baby carrier with Emmy on my back for 2 miles of mountainous terrain. Many times I wondered how in the heck I was still walking, even walking FAST, up inclines. We seriously had energy coming from who-knows-where and we made it back to the car surprisingly fast. All I know is that I PRAYED for help and we got it!
So that is my faith promoting experience. You are probably thinking “That wasn’t so bad. I don’t know why she’s so dramatic about this.” Well, half a mile into our 2 mile journey back, BOTH of our potty-trained kids, in the middle of all that nature, WET THEIR PANTS. That’s right. And no, I wasn’t prepared with extra clothing in that strangely heavy backpack. Yeah, so, once again, let me remind you, Josh gave Ashton a shoulder ride and I had Emmy on my back. AWESOME.