Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Swan Valley-Part 1

Someday I would love to have a place in Swan Valley. My great-grandpa farmed in Swan Valley and my Grandpa put a house up there and we call it "The Ranch." I can remember going to the Ranch with my Grandma and Grandpa to stay over night. We loved it. I am sure my mom didn't sleep knowing the Snake River was right in the backyard. My Grandpa passed away at the Ranch, and my Uncle also was killed in an accident up there.

A few weeks ago we stayed up there. It was a crazy busy weekend. My dad was asked to conduct a funeral, so we were all loaded to leave after the funeral. Our plan was to ride the Rhino's up to where my Uncle was in his accident, but it started pouring. Instead we went and got square-ice-cream cones. Yummy...although I was a little disappointed because my ice cream was freezer-burnt! What the heck?! They are famous for their ice cream! Sunday we got up and Dad and Mom made us breakfast. Then we left on our ride, it was about 40 miles.



Minor problem..the brakes locked up on the trailer. We had to stop our parade of pickups because thankfully Jadon noticed the smoke coming from the trailer.


The waterfall in Swan Valley


Nice glasses hun! He bought them at the square-ice-cream store:)



This was my Great-Grandpa's house. It is now owned by my dad's aunt.




Doesn't he look so tired??

He bought some glasses too:)


Dad made probably 20 sandwiches to take on the ride!

This is where my Uncle was coming down the road in the pouring rain, and his tires slid off the edge and rolled it down the hill. Some 4wheelers found him later.

You can see where the pickup hit the tree because the bark is gone. This happened August 2003. Nate and my Grandma put the wreath on the tree.

His pickup rolled all of the way to the bottom.