Day on Bald Mountain

In recent years, my family has hiked together every summer, a tradition initiated mostly by me. Before school commenced this fall, one last trek was requested by some of our kin. That hike ended up being Bald Mountain in the Uintas. Due to some health emergencies and unforeseen laziness, our group got condensed. Regardless, it was a fantastic outing with entertaining company, memorable refreshments, and gorgeous views.

Even the youngest among us handled our uphill battle brilliantly.
Even the youngest among us handled our uphill battle brilliantly.

Bald Mountain is a quick hike, its 11,942-foot apex notwithstanding. Only 2.6 miles and 1,145 feet of elevation separate trekkers from its flat top. It took us about three or four hours to make the complete journey.

Bald is beautiful.
Bald is beautiful.
What's a hike without some shenanigans?
What’s a hike without some shenanigans?

Once we reached the summit, we were in no hurry to leave. The views were spectacular with over 20 lakes and the points of the Uintas’ majestic zeniths encircling us. The only downside to the top? Despite the beautiful August day, temperatures were in the 40s and a 20 MPH wind kept zinging us.

Boys just want to build forts.
Boys just want to build forts.
Although climbing Bald Mountain requires less effort than the average ascension, it still has its downers... way downers.
Although climbing Bald Mountain requires less effort than the average ascension, it still has its downers… way downers.

Exploring strange new worlds is kind of my thing… well, mine and Captain Kirk’s. I loved checking out Provo River Falls on our return drive. These falls look so much like stairs it’s hard to believe they were made by nature and not a work crew. I didn’t even know that Provo River had waterfalls. Look what I’ve learned!

The upper portion of Provo River Falls looks manufactured at first glance.
The upper portion of Provo River Falls looks manufactured at first glance.

We stopped at Oakley’s Road Island Diner on our way home. Its yummy shakes and sandwiches were an integral part of my trail-bribing scheme, a successful stratagem. Our drive back became a “name that tune” war. Little-known gems from the 80s and 90s were played in succession as we all tried to prove our knowledge of obscure and archaic music.

We all splashed into Provo River.
We all splashed into Provo River.
This is just one of the falls' many flourishes.
This is just one of the falls’ many flourishes.

Bald Mountain was a fine excursion indeed. I’m a happy camper when I’m in the mountains… even when I’m not camping.

Prancing Monarchs in Petticoats

Jason and I have performed and instructed steps at some esteemed affairs. Recently, we waltzed for royalty.

Our vintage-dance group got hooped and gemmed up to teach and twirl at the Princess Festival. The gathered czarinas seemed enthusiastic about their hopping education. We caught glimpses of them trying to replicate their “princess dance” throughout the night.

Collectively, our hoopskirts consumed a hulking space.
Collectively, our hoopskirts consumed a hulking space.

Keep on bopping you regal lasses!

Palates, Potter, and Peaks

We had an eventful weekend recently filled with unrelated points of interest: chocolate, magic, and mountains.

Yes, Jason was on the run.
Yes, Jason was on the run.

On Friday, we went to Taste with Jason’s parents as a birthday treat. As its name suggests, Taste is a place for tasting fine foods with pinky fingers up. Evaluating different types of high-end chocolate was a treat!

Expedious Momentum!
Expedious Momentum!
Nope, I'm not too cool for this.
Nope, I’m not too cool for this.

On Saturday, we participated in the Muggles Battle Cancer 5K. We created quick, and reasonably-breathable, costumes for this event using what we had on hand. Jason’s Death Eater tattoo was impressive for a two-minute Sharpie job. It was over 90 degrees when we started this race, so it might have more appropriately been named Muggles Battle Heatstroke. Perspiro Maxima!

Our hiking band included some little rookies.
Our hiking band included some little rookies.
Below Sunset Peak, Brighton's lakes formed a string of shimmering circles.
Below Sunset Peak, Brighton’s lakes formed a string of shimmering circles.

On Sunday, we hiked to Sunset Peak with some of my family members via Lake Mary, Lake Martha, and Lake Catherine. Getting to Lake Catherine takes a 2.2-mile trek. From there, it’s a little over a mile to the top of Sunset Peak. If you are a math whiz, you can add that up to be about 3.3 miles each way or 6.6 miles total. You whiz! Somehow, our distance summed to 7.6 miles, presumably from sidetracks to Dog Lake and around shorelines. I’m going to blame that extra mile for the extra hour it took us to complete this hike. Five hours was the estimate, but we required six.

Wildflowers added a delicate dash of color to Brighton's terrain.
Wildflowers added a delicate dash of color to Brighton’s terrain.

The air was murky during our climb because of particulates blown in from the California and Oregon wildfires. Sunset Peak still provided inspiring views from its 10,648 feet, but some of the surrounding beauty was concealed in a veil of haze.

Sunset Peak rose above hillsides dimmed by smoke.
Sunset Peak rose above hillsides dimmed by smoke.

It was a varied weekend with a little something for the mouth, the eyes, and the heart.