Every
year, when Pa&Ma drive down from Minnesota, we meet at the Ranch
for a weekend of fun in the (late fall) Arizona sun. I got so excited
about the ranch trip, that I caused my family and I to arrive a few
days before Pa&Ma. It was really snowy when we arrived, but most of
the snow was gone by the time Pa&Ma got there. We went to
Springerville, climbed mountains and windmills, cooked hot dogs and
shmores, and shot lots of bullets...
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Thursday morning. A bit of snow, and a chilly night.
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Nettie!
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Me!
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Our kids!
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Me in my super-duper-warm-hat.
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Somehow, I look maniacal. I think perhaps this is my normal state.
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I'm thinking Nettie took this.
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And this too. Our shooting range, by the way.
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Aw. Ain't we speshul?
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Shooting in the cold.
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Somehow, enthusiasm for shooting did not last long.
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Button!
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This is the boy, on his pedastal.
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Our dawg, Miss Jupe.
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A snowfight is about to commence.
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See?
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A snowfight...
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Now this is just plain silly.
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But that green hat is just plain rediculous.
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I should never have allowed this to occur.
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SNOWFIGHT!
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On a hike in Carrizo Wash.
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???
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Snow angles.
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A sideway pic.
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In the wash...
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An sunset.
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This is what things are like in the cabin at night. Looks like chaos, huh?
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We drove over to Springerville. This is a conservation area, along the Little Colorado River, near Springerville.
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Foot bridge (duh).
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The Little Colorado River, with a few mountains in the background.
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Two pretty girls.
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We shot bullets. Lots of bullets.
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AAAARRRRRGGGG!
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The can that Jacob shot up.
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Ma shooting my Sig.
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???
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Pa&Ma brought fresh fish (that Pa caught) down from Minnesota. We fried them up. They were very tasty.
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And potatoes. We had potatoes too.
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Legos. Jacob was gifted Legos.
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Campfire. It was cold out, but we had a campfire anyway.
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These
next set of photos were taken at Upper Carrizo Well. There are a few
old buildings there, and old windmill, and this old water trough,
which...
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makes a really fun ride.
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The windmill is something that must be climbed.
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Old chair.
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Ma!
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The skull of something.
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In the old bunk-house.
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The old stables and tack shed.
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Roo!
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More windmill climbing.
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Cattle being loaded up.
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We also climbed a mountain (well, not really a mountain) that day. Lots of really big sandstone boulders along the way.
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At the top.
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On the way down.
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Sound a "cave".
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Hey! Someone is stuck under that rock!
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Well, maybe not stuck.
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Um. Sky.
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Nice quonset.
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Sunset.
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Boy.
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Me.
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Dawg.
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Me.
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Moon.
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I'm sure there is a story behind this picture.
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