Last weekend we drove out in the Uintas, out past Jordanelle and through Kamas. Our destination was Provo River Falls, a beautiful waterfall that was just churning out spring snowmelt. Everything was wet and green, and it was chilly up there in our mountains.
Where we live constantly awes us, as we are surrounded by so much different geography and scenery, desert and mountains and lakes and rivers and canyons, practically anything you could want. We've only ever driven through slight portions of the Uintas before on our way from Vernal to Flaming Gorge. It was really breathtaking--reminded me much of the Sierras, with river and forest and melting snowbank chunks and the big rising mountains--I immediately started making plans to camp somewhere out there. Soon.
a big cold wonderful waterfall
family photo by timer
walking the little trails downriver
Here's Bella, before she falls. She takes a slippery spill in the minute that temporarily sours her mood.
I went and soaked my feet in these therapeutic waters for as long as I could. It lasted about thirty seconds. The water was probably as cold as I could imagine. It gave me a headache--a bodyache maybe--that originated in my toes.
a little beat up
wiggling and dancing dangerously
jarom and the waterfall
the cutest girls
She stepped gingerly everywhere. It was pretty muddy out.
There's nothing like drinking fresh snowwater straight from a mountain stream. Jarom and I were the only ones to try it.
We stopped by the nudist ranch at the way home.