Saturday was absolutely crazy!
For starters, I slept in until 9:00 am. (What am I, 16 or something?)
Then I flew out of bed, frantically trying to make up for lost time.
The kids had gotten themselves breakfast, so naturally, there was a hurricane grade mess to clean up.
The entire house had to be cleaned in anticipation for an appointment the following week. (I knew Id not be able to clean on my normal cleaning day. ...Monday.)
We had to change the water in the fish tanks. Ew. Ew. EW!
Then we head to do a major grocery shopping trip.
Then our washing machine broke down, with three piles sitting on the floor waiting.
And that was all before NOON!
By 12:30, I'd had enough of the day, and John and I decided to go with plan B.
Plan B: X-Country Skiing in Waterton!
We'd considered for a moment, the notion of taking all of the kids with us, but then we had a flashback to the last time we tried to cross country ski with the kids. It was an awful experience which resulted in both John and I carrying/hauling/dragging each.and.every.one of our kids the entire way and back. All while listening to THEM complain about how tired they were! No way, this time we decided to be smarter.
(cue the babysitter!;)
An hour after deciding to go, we were at the starting point, ready to make our way to Cameron Lake.
The weather was perfect!
I was out of shape.
John was not.

It's okay though, 'cuz whenever I needed to rest, I just pretended it was because I needed to stop and take a picture, rather then catch my breath. (Stopping to take a picture is so much more admirable than stopping because you are afraid you're going to pass out from a little bit of exertion;)
We made it to Cameron Lake in no time (even with all my resting...ur uh...picture taking.)
We stood at the shore looking out at Cameron Lake for about 3.2 seconds before trying to find a more sheltered spot for our picnic.
In the end, we just sat on the dock to eat.
Mind you, the dock was not in it's usual place exactly, but still .... we sat on the dock just the same;)

Throughout the course of the afternoon, we saw a bunch of wildlife. White tail deer, Elk, gophers...EAGLES (7 of them actually!) and lots of birds. A couple of Steller Jays joined us for lunch, and at one point this bird (which we think is a Whiskey Jack) perched itself just a foot or two away from us, on John's ski poles.
Doesn't this bird kinda look like he's walking on stilts?
I didn't really want to leave, but seeing as we'd eaten all our snacks, taken pictures, AND I was beginning to lose feeling in my toes - we headed for home.
I loved the trip home!
The snow began falling more steadily and the flakes were big, and fluffy.
Everybody else, who we'd passed earlier, had left, so we had the trail all to ourselves.
The woods were eerily quiet and still. We could literally hear the snow as it fell.
It was absolutely perfect!
We got back to Cardston just in time to make dinner, pay the babysitter, get some more groceries that I'd forgotten to put on the list earlier, bathe the kids, put them to bed, finish cleaning, complete the laundry (thanks to Johns fix-it skills;), AND watch our high school boys and girls basketball teams kick provincial Butt! (proverbially speaking)
I fell into bed that night absolutely exhausted. And aching. I'm sure glad we made time for it though.
A busy Saturday is always so much more tolerable when mingled with an afternoon jaunt in the mountains!









