A hike with no name

Saturday we went up American fork canyon to hike to scout falls again, but alas, the parking lot was closed and there was no parking. We did however almost get run over by a dump truck hell bent on not stopping on the one lane road. He stopped only a few feet from our bumper. Sorry dude- you had to down shift to spare our lives. Glen and Tara and gang came with us so we decided we'd go to cascade springs, but on the way we saw the summit trail and decided to give it a whirl. After carrying in our own toilet paper to the pit toilet and walking around the "smart" car caravan we headed off on the trail. There weren't any streams, lakes or waterfalls but plenty of horse lockey to step around or through if you liked. It was a nice trail and we made it without anyone being mauled by a bear. Which is good because being mauled by a bear would suck.

Ezra, Cooper, Tates and Cagey posing in the trees.

Cooper highly enjoyed riding the horse trees.

The Mooks- apparently grossed out by something.

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This is where we stopped and snacked in the shade- it was so pretty and nice!

The pack horses with the babies, just chillin'.

Ezra- dirty face and all.

And the Mooks jacking Aunt Tara's drink.