...Ok, not REALLY, just a Sunday drive, but it was fun and funny!
An amazing phenomenon happens whenever Jackie and I get in the car alone together for any length of time. The teenaged-Netty who still lives in my heart almost always comes out to play. The combination of that light-hearted, whacky person and the light-hearted, whacky daughter usually ends in hilarity.
This Sunday was no exception. Kevin and I decided to take a Sunday drive after Church. From our house, we could see great big patches of red appearing on our mountains. That usually signals that the leaves are changing, which usually means it's time for a drive up through the Alpine-Loop. (American Fork Canyon, over the pass to Provo Canyon). Unfortunately for Kevin, he was "on-call" for work and got paged, so he couldn't come. That left just me and Jackie...
dun-dun-duuunnn.... time for an adventure.
Just a little background on me and Jackie and driving in the car. All throughout this past Summer, whenever I would drive Jackie's friends home at night, Jackie and I would end up "going for a drive" on our way home. We'd usually scare ourselves silly (ok, silliER) on the dark-creepy-back-country roads around our house. We're silly anyways, and highly imaginative, so it wasn't difficult. That's led to a mildly crazy sense of adventure whenever we go for a drive...
Jackie was "bored" with our usual drive through our closest canyons and wanted to try something different. So down the road to the south we went, and ended up in Spanish Fork Canyon.
That wasn't interesting enough for Miss J, so we turned around (flipped a U) and headed up some little back roads along the front of the Wasatch Mountains. In and out of neighborhoods, up and out of little canyon roads we went... Jackie was SURE she remembered the way up to a camp-ground we visited with the Young Adults when Kev was in the Bishopric at the UVU Ward....Sure, she was sure... NOT! haha
FINALLY after laughing at our miserable sense of direction and making a couple of phone calls to the navigation-guru (aka Kevin); we wound our way up Provo Canyon and over the Alpine Loop. It wasn't our USUAL drive...we did it in the opposite direction, this time. haha
You decide... haha
As we were coming out of American Fork Canyon,
just below the Mt. Timpanogos Cave,
we encountered a sign like this one:
I said, "Wouldn't it be SO cool if we actually got to SEE a real-live mountain-goat?" (It's actually a big-horn sheep, but I didn't know that at the time.) To which Jackie replied, "Like that would happen, it's the wrong time of day." I said, "You're probably right. If we were here really early in the morning or at dusk, we'd have a better chance."
The words were scarcely out of my mouth as we rounded a bend in the road and almost ran into THIS:
She was a little lost and a little confused. I tooted the horn to get her moving out of the road so she tried to "play-chicken" with on-coming traffic...
She then tried going up the slope to our right. Unfortunately the rocks and dirt were really loose, so she kept sliding back down into the road. Poor thing...
She finally found a place where she could get some traction and off she went - after stopping traffic in both directions for almost 10 minutes.
That was the "Grand-finale" of our little Sunday-drive.
Who knows where our next adventure will take us.
Dun-dun-duuuunnn...."Only the Shadow knows..." (or Jackie haha)
Wherever we end up, it's a sure bet you'll be able to read about it here.
Thanks for being my co-pilot on this jaunt, Jackie! I love you!
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