Another year at Lake Powell. At least no one broke their leg this year. I cooked at prepd for days on end. The frist day was hauling our stuff, second day was driving, anchoring, setting up our stuff.Then we settled and had a good time-until the a/c went out and us getting rained on during the night.
The last day sucked-we hauled our stuff again-so much stuff, waited hours on end in the heat, and had trouble with the jet ski trailer coming home.We started at 5am, got home at 11:30pm. I'm a little scarred, but memories we had. I loved being with all the family, Will hung closely with the cousins, and the girls had eachother. Dave loved every second.
