Sunday, July 27, 2014

Cache La Poudre

Growing up, my family would spend many a summer days picnicking along the Cache la Poudre River. Its name is French for "hide the powder". When French trappers were caught in a snowstorm, they were forced to bury their gunpowder along the banks of the river. (just brushing up on my 4th grade Colorado history ;)

Just a short drive from town and you're suddenly high in the mountains amongst the whispering pine trees. As we drove through the canyon you could see the burn scars from last year's fires and damage from the floods we had last fall...the Poudre can be a terribly strong and powerful force. It's amazing though, how fast mother nature takes over regrowing what was lost. 
We decided spontaneously to drive up last week on one of Martin's days off from work. We only hiked a short time before our little tot needed time to just explore. We headed down to the river and Everdeen made herself comfortable in the dirt, while my very strong husband found fallen trees to dead lift and squat --there's never a dull moment around those two :) 
Always wanting to be just like her daddy!  She found a tiny stick and started doing squats with it :)

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  1. Fun family times, and Martin is just too funny!

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    1. Nothing like using nature to exercise with!

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  2. My favorite picture is by far the squatting picture, too cute!

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    1. Me too!! Those two crack me up :)

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  3. I'm so behind in my blog reading... luckily I only have about 5 that I read, but still! Sitting down with a cup of tea to serial-read your lovely space this afternoon :) First entry in and I'm laughing out loud at Martin and completely in awe of how much your precious girl has grown. Time sure does fly! Hope you guys are having a wonderful summer! xo

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