Jennie was adamant that we actually get out of the house and out of the county to enjoy some family time over Spring Break. We ultimately decided to join some friends in the South East corner of the state. Base camp was in Blanding, Utah. The only city I'm aware of the features a combination gas station/bowling alley. Gotta love those small towns.
Our first day was in Mule Canyon, where the trail is a more of a suggestion for than a mandate and the boys could pretty much get down the canyon any way they chose:
The north face of Mule Canyon is dotted with ancient Cave Dwellings. We're not sure that Micah and Ben grasped the awe-inspiring reverence of these 1000 year old ruins.
The first ruins are known as "Fiery House," about one mile up the canyon and a good spot for a family picture
Stopping at the second set of ruins...
...apparently a good spot for snack.
These third set of ruins were described as "inaccessible." Geez, ya think!
Fourth set of ruins, almost 4 miles into the canyon
On the way out we found a fifth set of ruins, with Anasazi Rock art. Here Micah demonstrates that the human hand hasn't changed all that much over 1000 years (though our pinkies have apparently gotten a bit shorter).
We found a swimming hole on our way out. The water was too cold for much more than wading...
...until Ben's shoe fell in and Jacob assumed his responsibilities in looking out for his younger brother. (It was to his benefit that the $6 and hot chocolate at stake, that no one initially dared to earn by touching the back of the cave, were his reward after he sacrificed for his brother!)
That night at the camp fire, cooking up some "Smeeps." (S'mores with roasted Peeps instead of marshmallows)
The next morning at Natural Bridges National Park. This is the first of the 3 bridges, Sipapu, and the coolest one to hike down to.
Cuter with sunglasses?
...or without?
At the base of the second bridge, Katchina
and the 3rd bridge, Owachamo
Can you find Micah?
After a pleasant drive through Glen Canyon we realized we would drive home by way of the Little Wild Horse slot canyon. Couldn't resist a stop there as well.
Hiding places abound. There were Stevens boys behind every darkened corner...literally!

and Goblin Valley is just a short drive away!
how can you root for BYU when even the rocks boldly declare their loyalty to the "U?"
Sun's setting fast, time to head home.




































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Gorgeous!
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